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Safety in His Presence

 

Proverbs 17:22

 

“A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.”

All of my life I have been a pretty serious person.  I used to joke that, "I only laugh when it is seriously funny."  However, in the midst of the many trials and challenges, I can honestly say that I have always had a song in my heart.  Different songs for different times and situations.  Yet, always a song.  Many years ago in church we sang a song entitled, - "God Gave Me a Song."  

       "God gave me a song, that the angels could not sing.
        I've been washed in the blood of the crucified one. I’ve been redeemed...

Sometimes when I am feeling low no one to care, no place to go.  My Father is rich in houses and lands, he holds the power of the world in His hands."

The Lord will give us a song.
He personalizes our experiences.  

He makes hearts merry and lifts us when we feel low.  

Sorrows of the heart can and do sometimes dampen our spirits.

I have learned that the sad countenance that appears sometimes on  faces of believers, are not there by choice. Such looks often mask a hurting heart or wounded spirit.

 I have been broken more times than I can count.  The pain, strain,  mean or sad look that cast a shadow on my face, did not negate the joy in my heart.  

I found safety in the in the presence of the Lord to remove the mask and let my pain show. The arms of the Lord are a safe haven. A place of safety and transparency.

Mercy,  grace, forgiveness, and support in the presence of God.

 Always let us be mindful of the wounded warriors.

 Know that sometimes they come wrapped in neat packages and sometimes they present strong but may be treading water too.  
  
Remember what Jesus said and be encouraged:

"These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.
        - St. John 16:33 KJV

God bless.

In Christ,

Sis. Stephanie 

(revised repost from 2013) @sdktyus

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