My Delicate Truth
November 16, 2013 § Leave a comment
There is a continuous stream of God’s love pouring down from heaven into my cup.
Save me, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck. I sink in the miry depths, where there is no foothold. I have come into the deep waters; the floods engulf me. I am worn out calling for help; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God. (Psalm 69:1-3)
My thoughts have been scattered from focusing on the truth lately… the truth of who I am and who do I become. I almost feel like I have been dwindled by a striving force to take action. Although, the feeling of fear ceases my actions, therefore creating a vortex to suck every bit of truth and life out of my soul. I am weak, fragile, and incapable to step forward by myself. Why did I decide only to strive to live by my motives and will?
I’ve imprisoned myself with my own good intentions because I was too scared to accept the truth. The truth that I am confident and able to do anything with God at my side, and yet I continue to choose to walk my own path without confiding in Him, who rescues us from the valley of shadow of death.
I am easily swept up within the emotions of sorrow. I have no strength to keep myself above the waters. I.. I want to break free of this struggle, then… I may be able to endure the last bit of this storm in my life.
There is Hope.
I have an old friend who brings me warmth and light to bear my burdens and my sins. He is here to guide the way for my weary soul. He is here to lift me above the storms.
The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. (Isaiah 40:28-31)