I've had a hard time praying the last couple of days, but I know God is faithful. I still have a song ringing in my ears from the trip down to Florida, a call of hope from a barrel of darkness. Seeing the pain of my mother, though she tried to keep her "chin up" as they say. Yet all she has and enjoys is fading away.
When Nothing Satisfies
Jennifer Knapp
When it rains or it shines on this pillow of mine
I will lift up my head to the sky
So I have chance to see
Where my hope has come from
Know there's nothing that I can't abide
When Nothing Satisfies You
When nothing satisfies you
When nothing satisfies you
Hold my hand
Send forth Your Light Lord,
And send forth Your Truth
Let them guide me to Your Holy Place
Then will I go to the Altar of God
To my Joy, my Delight and my Strength
When Nothing Satisfies You
When nothing satisfies you
When nothing satisfies you
Hold my hand
Why are You so downcast o my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God My Savior, my King
My Savior, my King
When Nothing Satisfies You
When nothing satisfies you
When nothing satisfies you
Hold my hand
That must be a peek into the window: without Jesus, suffering is the destination, with Jesus, suffering is the journey. How else could Paul write with great power and beauty and purpose...we rejoice in our sufferings (Romans 5:3).
...we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
