As I was reading this morning's Streams In The Dessert Devotional, it reminded me how we as His Brides can go through a storm and still have peace and find things to rejoice about and praise our Beloved Husband for.
And this peace that surpasses all understanding and still finding joy in the midst of a storm, is something I thought is so unattainable, but it is not. Since I became His Bride I learned that it is possible to sleep in a storm, to praise Him in a storm and I know His strength is perfected in my weakness and His grace is sufficient to carry me through the worst trails.
Please read this beautiful devotional:
March 20
Sorrowful, yet always rejoicing. (2C610)
A stoic person despises the shedding of tears, but a Christian is not forbidden to weep. Yet the soul may become silent from excessive grief, just as the quivering sheep may remain quiet beneath the scissors of the shearer. Or, when the heart is at the verge of breaking beneath the waves of a trial, the sufferer may seek relief by crying out with a loud voice. But there is something even better.
It is said that springs of sweet, fresh water pool up amid the saltiness of the oceans, that the fairest Alpine flowers bloom in the wildest and most rugged mountain passes, and that the most magnificent psalms arose from the most profound agonies of the soul.
May it continue to be! Therefore, amid a multitude of trials, souls who love God will discover reasons for boundless, leaping joy. Even though âdeep calls to deepâ (Ps. 42:7), the clear cadence of the Lordâs song will be heard. And during the most difficult hour that could ever enter a human life, it will be possible to bless the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.
Have you learned this lesson yet? Not simply to endure or to choose Godâs will but to rejoice in it âwith an inexpressible and glorious joyâ (1 Peter 1:8). from Tried by Fire
I will be still, my bruised heart faintly murmured,
As oâer me rolled a crushing load of woe;
My words, my cries, eâen my low moan was stifled;
I pressed my lips; I barred the teardropâs flow.
I will be still, although I cannot see it,
The love that bares a soul and fans painâs fire;
That takes away the last sweet drop of solace,
Breaks the lone harp string, hides Your precious lyre.
But God is love, so I will stay me, stay meâ
Weâll doubt not, Soul, we will be very still;
Weâll wait till after while, when He will lift usâ
Yes, after while, when it will be His will.
And I did listen to my heartâs brave promise;
And I did quiver, struggling to be still;
And I did lift my tearless eyes to Heaven,
Repeating ever, âYes, Christ, have Your will.â
But soon my heart spoke up from âneath our burden,
Rebuked my tight-drawn lips, my face so sad:
âWe can do more than this, O Soul,â it whispered.
âWe can be more than still, we can be glad!â
And now my heart and I are sweetly singingâ
Singing without the sound of tuneful strings;
Drinking abundant waters in the desert;
Crushed, and yet soaring as on eagleâs wings.
S.P.W.
Also read:
https://loveatlast.org/living-lessons/week-21-sleeping-in-the-storms/
This last part really touched my heart: Have you learned this lesson yet? Not simply to endure or to choose Godâs will but to rejoice in it âwith an inexpressible and glorious joyâ
A lot of the times I just “endure” instead of embracing and enjoying. Hahahaha, it happened just today. I was phoned this morning and asked to babysit and I said to my Husband, well if this is what You have planned for me today, I will endure it. Instead of just enjoying it, because it is all part of His plan.
Yes a lot of times we just endure, whether its something small or bif trails, not looking for the joy in what we are facing because it is part of His plan. Even if our day just doesn’t go as planned, we can rest that He is in control and look for His plan and purpose in it.
Thank you for this!! I was stung yesterday by warrior wasps and was very mad for the attack. I got stung three times, and two were on my head!! The pain I was feeling was beyond words, it lasted 4 hours, being one of the most painful stungs in the world!! But in the middle of my pan, I felt rejoice because the baby wasnÂŽt stung and also because He protected Bethia and her friend!!
So yes I got to rejoice in the middle of my pain!!
He protected us!! And people saw!!!
Thank you for sharing!!
I am so sorry Isabella, that must have been really painful. I also rejoice that the baby and Bethia and her friend were protected.
Yes my dear Isabella, although it must have been very painful for you, we as mothers would rather take the pain than seeing our children in so much pain. So that is definitely something to rejoice about!
thank you for sharing this Adina, I often forget to focus on the joyful things that happen when I go through a trial. like yesterday i just couldn’t manage to get one message on the website. But couldn’t do what I wanted to do. Felt really down. And with the kids with me this week, a lot happens that I really didn’t want to be involved in challenges. All in all, I can look back with joy on yesterday’s day in which my eldest son independently carries out his grooming and leaving his room tidy. My daughter shows that she can be a young wise woman who keeps the peace when her current love partner challenges her to a discussion and my second son goes about his tasks independently at school. All moments of joy that I don’t look at when I go through my own trials.
O yes Kristine I also sometimes forget, like this past weekend when I not only had my children with me, but the neighbour’s kids were also here and slept over Friday and Saturday, at one point I got a bit frustrated because of a huge mess they made, but then I had to remind myself to rejoice in the fact that I have my children with me and that they are laughing and playing, and that is something to rejoice about.