Sooner or later on this journey called life, every traveler gets caught in a flash-flood of uncertainty. Circumstances thunder, doubts crisscross the heavens above us and for a short eternity, we experience complete white out - or so it seems. No prayers, no joy, no particular sense of God's presence.
A curious thing happens however, if we pull away from the pressure, open our Bibles and read through the storm. No need to try to formulate words; just let our fingers do the talking. We can echo the words of the psalms and cry out, "Lord, make haste to help...!" We may not feel like anything is happening at first but God's Word is incapable of empty deployment. If it goes forth, it MUST accomplish what it was meant to do.
When the skies clear and our way becomes visible again we can only nod in wordless agreement to Isiah 43:1,
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you.
Ah, here comes the Son.
A curious thing happens however, if we pull away from the pressure, open our Bibles and read through the storm. No need to try to formulate words; just let our fingers do the talking. We can echo the words of the psalms and cry out, "Lord, make haste to help...!" We may not feel like anything is happening at first but God's Word is incapable of empty deployment. If it goes forth, it MUST accomplish what it was meant to do.
When the skies clear and our way becomes visible again we can only nod in wordless agreement to Isiah 43:1,
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you.
Ah, here comes the Son.
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