"Acknowledge Him in All Your Ways..."

Monday, December 14, 2009

Today I am reminded of a song. It's on replay at the moment in my mind. I can't help the music, no matter how still I try to be, I can't turn it off.
Gratitude, by Nichole Nordeman

Send some rain, would You send some rain?
'Cause the earth is dry and needs to drink again
And the sun is high and we are sinking in the shade
Would You send a cloud, thunder long and loud?
Let the sky grow black and send some mercy down
Surely You can see that we are thirsty and afraid
But maybe not, not today
Maybe You'll provide in other ways
And if that's the case ...

We'll give thanks to You with gratitude
For lessons learned in how to thirst for You
How to bless the very sun that warms our face
If You never send us rain

Daily bread, give us daily bread
Bless our bodies, keep our children fed
Fill our cups, then fill them up again tonight
Wrap us up and warm us through
Tucked away beneath our sturdy roofs
Let us slumber safe from danger's view this time
Or maybe not, not today
Maybe You'll provide in other ways
And if that's the case ...

We'll give thanks to You with gratitude
A lesson learned to hunger after You
That a starry sky offers a better view
If no roof is overhead
And if we never taste that bread

Oh, the differences that often are between
Everything we want and what we really need

So grant us peace, Jesus, grant us peace
Move our hearts to hear a single beat
Between alibis and enemies tonight
Or maybe not, not today
Peace might be another world away
And if that's the case ...

We'll give thanks to You with gratitude
For lessons learned in how to trust in You
That we are blessed beyond what we could ever dream
In abundance or in need
And if You never grant us peace ...

But, Jesus, would You please ...
It is not raining today, though it is gray, gray, gray.

I don't know how to pray right now beyond that aching please... But He does give, and has given where I haven't asked. I'm trying to remember this today, trying to draw near, trying to trust.

Realizing that He knows, has already known this today-journey of my heart toward His...
*66: Saturday roses and little girl "smells"

*67: Christmas gift pretties

*68: Sleep for tired

*69: Morning that comes

*70: Quiet hours

*71: Humble

*72: God who sees

*73: Conversations with my mom who has been here before

*74: Sweet potato hash browns with eggs for breakfast

*75: Hunger for more

*76: Learning God-stillness

*77: More than I remember

*78:"Okie" and "Pe Pan" and "'Cle Kate"

*79: Friends who encourage

*80: Knowing He is enough.
"A man’s heart plans his way, But the LORD directs his steps." (Proverbs 16:9)


This post also linked at Holy Experience, sharing with the Gratitude Community in listing my own One Thousand Gifts.

(Image © Informal Moments Photography)


Anonymous said...

lovely photo...

the child who will soon hear herself being called by another name, the sister, the sister that is big, and yet still looks so very small.

S. Etole said...

such tender inquisitiveness ...

Jennifer @ Getting Down With Jesus said...

Mmm ... Now we see those flowers you promised to show us. (A sweet little rosebud touching the flowers, too.)

Lots in bloom and more ready to bloom over your way, isn't there?

(And Kelly -- your haircut is so pretty! You're gorgeous already, and then God-in-you makes you radiate ever-more brightly.)

kirsten michelle said...

Oh, how I needed this gentle but poignant reminder today. I have been praying my own Please send some rain! prayer for awhile. It hasn't rained. And it hasn't rained, and it hasn't rained.

And some days, it seems that is the only thing I know.

My acknowledgment that He is providing and teaching in other ways is present on a cerebral level, but my heart shuns this knowledge. The days are long and many and I am so, so tired.

And it still hasn't rained.

I have already started to pray: if you do not change my circumstances, please change me. In other words, if you can't make it rain, teach me how to thirst well.

Peace to you, dear Kelly, and hoping your babe comes soon.

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