In my distress I prayed to the Lord, and the Lord answered
me and set me free.
—Psalm 118:5 (NLT)
Are
you at this place?
Sometimes the pain is too
much, Lord. Too heavy. Beyond anything I have ever known. Breathing is like a sharp
knife impaling my lungs. There is no way to turn away from this distress. It is
constant and consuming and overwhelming. You tell me that you are my protector,
and yet I struggle for relief. You remind me that you are my refuge and
my shield, and yet my heart
dreads each moment. All I see and feel is the pain, and all I long to see and
feel is you, Lord.
There
is an answer.
But you, O Lord, are
a shield around me—my
rock, my fortress, the power that saves me. I choose you over any fear. You are
greater than my pain. I choose to dwell
on your goodness—your mercy—your grace, instead of what I feel or see. You not only help with the pain,
but you are my shield from its ability to cripple my heart. Jesus, you tell me
that I am free in your love. Your Word is my source of hope, and you keep me in
perfect peace when I choose your Word over my feelings.
So here in my pain and
distress, I cry out to you. I choose you. I choose prayer. I choose to trust
you. You answer, and set me free from this pain’s ability to control my mind
and heart. Nothing that comes against me will have control over me when I trust
you. I love you, Lord, with every
breath and every heartbeat—with all my heart, my soul, and my mind. And you will keep me in perfect peace no matter the storm. This is
your promise to me, your child.
© 2018 Lynn Lacher
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