As I look back at my life, I see times when I've been completely floundering. I don't know which way to turn, or even where to look, and quite often the words of Psalm 27:8 rise like a beacon from the mist.
When Thou didst say, “Seek My face,”
my heart said to Thee, “Thy face, O Lord, I shall seek.”
In the midst of my confusion, hurt, loss or even while in the realm of overwhelmed, God draws me close through those words. As I deliberately turn my face toward Him, and look steadfastly at Him, He meets me where I'm at and He meets my needs. He is always faithful.
Between our two youngest sons, we lost two babies, and the second miscarriage rocked my world like only a few other things have in my life. My faith in God did not waver but my faith in myself was gone. I had four little children that needed me and crawling into a hole wasn't an option. During those hard days I remember making frequent trips to my room, and spending moments with my Bible. I let my fingers roam the pages, rediscovering gems I had found and underlined through the years and I asked God, begged God, to help me through the dark. The more I deliberately turned my face to Him the more peace and healing trickled into my life.
When decisions and changes are looming, I hear Him whisper those words to me and I'm so glad David responded as he did, guiding me to also seek the Lord's face. I've found that even when the wind is blowing and the storm is raging, or when the fog bank has settled around me, I can turn to Him and He will lead me in the path He has for me. As long as I seek His face.
Father, help me to always deliberately seek Your face. In the good times as well as the bad. Thank You for always being there—for being my Rock, my refuge and my fortress—My God, in whom I trust.
You've done it again, got me all emotional!
ReplyDeleteTo hear you (read you!) say even in the midst of hearbreaking loss you continue to seek Him and find Him readily found, leaves me humbled at the grace He gives so freely.
Thank you for lending these words to Monday Manna.
This is beautiful, Peej. Words I needed to hear, too. I can see myself already splattered on the ground. I know know know I need to turn to God to get de-splattered. It is such an intentional thing. Love you, sister.
ReplyDeleteReminds me of the great hymn:
ReplyDelete"This is my story, this is my song: Praising my Saviour all the day long."
Your testimony echoes the verses. This is right where the Lord wants us...learning to seek Him, praise Him, depend on Him when we're in the rough.
What a blessing, Peej.
Oh, what a blessing you are, dear Peej. You have encouraged me, my dear. Excellent.
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