Well I feel I have lived a much longer period of my life than 24 hours since we last visited.
If you read yesterday’s post, I asked for prayer for me as I tackled an issue with the website and have mercy…the Lord answered but not in the ways you may have expected nor did I hope.
Because my idea of the answers would have been smooth sailing and a quick fix and on we go, but instead the whole operation was filled with my heart racing, my mind spinning, tears, angst, a message that said “This website is experiencing technical difficulties.” in tiny, plain type with nary a beautiful photograph to be seen and a final act of surrender where I basically came to terms with the realization that it was time to yet again to lay this little slice of the world wide web at the feet of the King of the World.
And there is a whole lot of beautiful things that happened where four little pairs of eyes took in their Lola’s meltdown and rallied around her in ways that are too precious to even begin to expose to you…and the love of my husband and friends who dropped to their knees and prayed me through…and a song by Hillsong about New Wine that led me to the place where I was able to say…this whole blog thing…it’s Yours, God…and yes, you can take it or give it back…but it’s Yours.
So this morning as I opened up my plethora of devotionals and such and began to pour out all the thoughts and such in my journal, I ended up with a Psalm of praise that God penned through me and that is what I will share with you today:
Lord, I worship You for who You are.
As I drove through the fields of corn and beans and sunset last night to get home, the song playing was about how everything belongs to You.
It doesn’t belong to You because, as a believer I say it does.
And it doesn’t not belong to You when the world laughs at the whole concept.
It just does.
Whether we believe it or not, the world belongs to You and all that is in it is made by Your Hand.
End of story.
This is Your world.
And in that realization, Lord, I drove and took in the fields so wide and full of crops and the endless blue sky with the sun setting and yet rising again somewhere in the distance for other people…and I thought about all the current situations including a website experiencing technical difficulties and what that might mean for me..and a pile of merchandise that needs processing and a house that needs a good cleaning…and zero time to get it all done…and I worshipped.
Because it’s all Yours.
All of it.
And so am I.
What confounds me and frustrates me and overwhelms me doesn’t phase You in the least.
I do not need to apprise you of the situation, yet You lean forward and listen to me much in the same way we lean forward and listen to a child telling us in choking sobs about what happened on the playground.
You already know the end from the beginning, yet You listen to me and hold me in the middle.
I praise You, not for what You will do, but for who You are and who You are is what makes me who I am <3