My Dearest Lord,
My heart was heavy.
I just couldn’t find my way.
I froze in the middle of the storm.
The clouds, wind, and thunder all seemed to say,
“You can’t.
He won’t.
Stop hoping and trusting
Because you don’t
Deserve to win.
You’re bound to fail.
You are lost
And you won’t prevail.”
But suddenly, it began to rain!
The first drop reminded me
Of all You’ve done before,
Of every victory.
Then more drops began to fall
And my heart lifted a little more.
You whispered my name
And my spirit began to soar!
And when the sun began to shine
All of those crazy thoughts fled my mind.
Oh, Lover of my soul,
You do this every time.
I know I’m here for Your glory
And the fear and failure are not our story.
Ours is a story of love, power, peace, joy, and grace
Thank you for the rain,
Your Beloved
Jeremiah 31:3 – 4 (NLT) Long ago the Lord said to Israel:“I have loved you, my people, with an everlasting love.With unfailing love I have drawn you to myself. I will rebuild you, my virgin Israel.You will again be happy and dance merrily with your tambourines.
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