I am often reminded to remember the things that I have been blessed with it is easy to lose sight of God's gifts, and His blessings in my life. When I focus on the things that are not going the way I think that they should, life looks sad and depressing. Every moment in my life comes with its own trial or heart ache, many times I feel that God is not around and does not care. When He really is here, and He really does care about every little detail of my life. In fact He cares so much that He gives us not just what we want but more then we could ever dream. But there are times when the best hurts, and when the"more then we could dream of" comes only through pain, and heartache.
I try to remind myself that with growth there is pain, and yet I still ask God why. So many things in my life don't seem for my good. That God doesn't care at all. There is also the other possibility that my messed up life is ordered by God for my own good, and that all in all I am not able to see the beautiful master piece that God is creating of my life. Maybe my life is about to blossom in to what God wants it to be and I just can't see it
I Love the song by Laura Story called Blessings.
We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know the pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise
I try to remind myself that with growth there is pain, and yet I still ask God why. So many things in my life don't seem for my good. That God doesn't care at all. There is also the other possibility that my messed up life is ordered by God for my own good, and that all in all I am not able to see the beautiful master piece that God is creating of my life. Maybe my life is about to blossom in to what God wants it to be and I just can't see it
I Love the song by Laura Story called Blessings.We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know the pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise
