Joy Comes in the Morning

"But I will sing about your strength. In the morning I will joyfully sing about your mercy. You     have been my stronghold and a place of safety in times of trouble." Psalm 59:16

Leading worship leads me into Joy! Entering God's presence in His sanctuary brings abounding joy.

God is my stronghold. He is my strong tower, my rock of refuge. He lets me hide under his wings when it's too scary, or hard, or dark. He quiets me with his singing ( Zeph 3:17) Wow.

I feel a deep peace today. Peace that I have been lacking. My focus has been on my son instead of on my God. My God is able to do immeasurably more than I can ask or imagine. I haven't been imagining that God can do anything with my son. Oops! Bad, bad thinking.

Yes, I grieve. Yes, I hurt. Yes, I feel rejected.   But my God heals me broken heart, binds up my wounds and will never leave me or forsake me. This is what I must hang my hat on when I am feeling low.
How is it that I make things so complicated? Where is my childlike faith? Why do I try to deal with my hurt and pain alone, thinking that God doesn't care to be involved?

Psalm 27 :13  I am still confident( hopeful) of this: I will see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.

Today I Celebrate

Twenty eight years ago today I gave birth to a baby girl. She has grown to be a woman now with babies of her own. They are all my pride and joy. Daughter, granddaugther, grandson.  I love them so much. So today I celebrate. I count my blessings. My husband who loves me so much he would move heaven and earth, if it were in his power, to make me happy. My daughter, her children. My home-modest by American standards but a mansion to 3/4 of the world. Summer. Butterflies. Birds. Tree frogs. :) Fresh veggies from the garden. KNITTING!!!  Making cute things for the people I love and watching them enjoy them. 

Of course I think of my son today, how he will not be part of the celebration. I doubt he will even think about his sister today. He might, but I doubt it.

Even so, today I choose to celebrate.