Despair, pain, sadness, hopelessness has accompanied me these last few days. Nothing would shake them off.
I want miracles! I begged, prayed all nighters, screamed prayers for Randy to receive the miracle of healing. He didn’t heal, he died.
My dear friend is counting down her last days on earth, and I again am begging, praying all nighters, crying prayers for her to receive the miracle of healing. I’m still waiting…
I’ve been given promises from God, miraculous themselves in the receiving of them. Yes, here is a miracle. So why do I lose faith, that what is promised is impossible to me? And yet, I’ve lost faith.
Lost faith, yes, this is the source of my sinking. Stalling, sinking, looking at a crash ahead rather than trusting the wings of peace and comfort to carry me. Oh Spirit, how dare I doubt.
Psalm 27:13,14 I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.
Faith has sparked joy in my being this morning. I don’t understand God’s ways, I don’t understand death. I am now holding trust, faith that God does indeed love us beings on earth, despite all that presents in this world. His love will endure and win against all.
We shall see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living…
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