My tears have been my foodday and night,while men say to me all day long,"Where is your God?"These things I rememberas I pour out my soul:how I used to go with the multitude,leading the processing to the house of God,with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng.Why are you downcast, O my soul?Why so disturbed within me?Put your hope in God,for I will yet praise him,my Savior and my God.My soul is downcast within me;therefore I will remember you.Deep cries out to deepin the roar of your waterfalls;all your waves and breakershave swept over me.I say to God my Rock,"Why have you forgotten me?Why must I go on mourning,oppressed by the enemy?"Why are you downcast, O my soul?Why so disturbed within me?Put your hope in God,for I will yet praise him,my Savior and my God.
Last week, I was walking home, and it was raining. I hate rain. I hate being in rain. I was walking and I felt God tell me to stop and rest. I told Him that He was being a bit ridiculous because it was raining. I kept walking and He slowed me. He slowed me, stopped me under a tree, and reminded me that He is God.
I stood still in that moment, and had a moment of peace,
because He is God.
When I go from a long season of feeling that life is grand, to a season of turmoil, brokenness, and deep sorrow, to a season of seeing hope for about half a minute, to a season of realizing that my dreams needs to be realigned with God, to entering a new season of learning how to walk again.
God sometimes has to still me
God sometimes has to remind me that He is God
and that He Will Be Exalted
amongst the earth,
amongst the nations,