Praise to the Lord
Who o'er all things so wonderfully reigneth
Shelters thee under His wings
Yea, so gladly sustaineth
Hast thou not seen how thy desires e'er have been
Granted in what He ordaineth
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, Joachim Neander, 1680
God has used music to speak to me so often in my life. This morning in worship as we sang an old familiar song, I was comforted once again...
In the last few weeks, I've struggled with my faith in knowing what He has called our family to. To me, Ireland is one of those, "It's too good to be true, so it must not be for me..." things. I have inexplicably loved those people from a for all my life. It was one of those random passions I chalked up to one of my vivid idiosyncrasies: I love Irish stuff. Why? I could never explain.
This morning as I asked God once again to please not break my heart in this and take it from me as quickly as possible if I had pushed my desires above His own, the next lines I sang were Him speaking directly to me...
(Yes, I often am praying over things as I sing....)
Hast thou not seen how thy desires e'er have been, granted in what He ordaineth?
Oh thank you Father for creating me to so desperately love my work for you.
Will I struggle with doubt until we move there? Yes. I know how weak I can be.
Will I let it stop me? NO.
How can I? He wonderfully reigns over all things and has sheltered and provided for me under His the protection of His wing. He Has planted the desires in my heart so He can delight in granting them to me.
Oh...., and for the cherry-blessing on top?
We were given a large donation to the trip after the service. :)