I had a good talk with God in the quiet of this morning. He followed me around as I woke up the bookstore for another day of business, and we discussed a few things. I whined a little, I admit, and God was patient with me, as He always is. But when we finished our conversation, God assured me once again that He has it all under control, if I will just trust Him and let Him be God.
Then I turned on the CD player to hear this song:
Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord
Our God, You reign forever
Our strength, our strong Deliverer
You are the everlasting God
The everlasting God
You do not faint, You won’t grow weary
You’re the defender of the weak
You comfort those in need
You lift us up on wings like eagles
I’ve always loved that song, but today it had new meaning. Strength will rise as we wait, expect, look for, and hope in the Lord. We often try to do life in our own strength and we can probably achieve a measure of success that way, but that true inner strength only comes from waiting upon the Lord.
Isaiah 40:31 says it this way: “But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, they run and don’t get tired, they walk and don’t lag behind.” How awesome is that!
So today, I am waiting on the Lord. I am expecting Him to show me things, looking for His hand in every situation, and having the hope of glory, Christ Jesus in me.
And my strength WILL rise!
One response to “Strength Will Rise”
Nice post, Wendy. Who doesn't need strength in the Lord? Thanks for sharing this.On the subject of hearing specific pieces of music at the exact times we need them, this has happened to me so many times since moving Maple Ridge. Sometimes, when I'm in despair of something, I turn the radio on either in the house or in the car, or I hear music playing wherever I am, and, if I become conscious of it, I realize the lyrics are exactly the ones I need to hear with exactly the message that will help me. Or, sometimes, I'll discover I've been singing a song over and over without realizing it, and, again, when I become conscious, I realize the few words I've repeated are the ones I most needed at the time.Funny how that happens. Do you think it's merely coincidence? I don't. I believe it's a tangible way for God to talk to us in a form we'll understand unmistakably, if we're in the moment and listen.