No Matter the Storm

In my distress I prayed to the Lord, and the Lord answered me and set me free.

—Psalm 118:5 (NLT)

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 seems to be 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.

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 Truth and Grace instead of what I feel.You not only deal 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 promise, and you keep me in perfect peace when I choose your Word over my feelings. 

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. 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 myspirit, soul and body. 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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