I thought I would begin these posts with a short word from this morning. It was a morning that ushered in the end of a wakeful night, and began what would be another difficult day of intense fatigue and pain and bed-rest. Yet these verses have been a comfort to me today:
“The floods have lifted up, O Lord, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their waves. The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea, than the mighty waves of the sea.” Psalm 93:3-4
These came as a reminder to me that God is bigger and mightier than the storms and struggles in my life, than anything I face. Sometimes it seems as though the waves and floods of discouragement, fear, and physical pain and weariness would overwhelm me, but He is mightier than it all. My Strong God is in control of every storm.
If my Lord is mightier, He is able to stretch forth His hand and hold me up like he did for Peter when he began to sink on the water and cried out to Jesus to save him (Matt 14:22-33).
And if my Lord is mightier, He is able again to stretch forth His hand at any time and say to the storm, “Peace be still.” He is able to make the storm calm and the waves still (Ps 107:29). If He does not choose to calm the storm raging about me, then surely He will calm the storm in my heart (Jn 14:27).
Such a God is worthy of my trust. He desires me to commit myself and my circumstances to Him and trust in Him with them (Ps 37:3,5). My God is strongest when I am weakest. He is my peace, even in the storm.