My husbands job is up in the air right now (long story). Any day we could get the phone call that he no longer has a job. Right now we aren't sure he will get paid week to week. Things are very tight and one missed check could be real trouble for us. Many of you know about our moving saga's....so longing not to repeat that again. Please pray that another job will come quickly or the current situation will resolve. We literally don't know daily if he will continue to have a job. The possible loss of his job creates many scenarios around the baby, our home life, etc that I wrestle to the ground daily.
There has been some issues with our doctor and the scheduled section (will tell that story in full later). Pray that this will be resolved quickly. It has created lots of anxiousness for me. Bringing back dreams of the death of our son Jonah. The crazy emergency c-section of our son Isaac that could have gone very badly. I am hormonal and honestly dealing with fear of loosing this one too. It's unfounded and irrational but it's a daily battle that I feel I loose often.
This is one of my favorite songs right now. I came across this video with the music and wanted to share it. God is so faithful. I am simply so tired. My life feels like a huge upward climb that is zapping all my strength. I don't do weakness well (because of my pride). I am weak right now and my only strength are His promises and truth. We will be carried through this, I am just so glad that:
He is who He is....no matter where I am .
Because right now I feel so done, weak and unable. If he doesn't carry me I will fall BUT he has promised he will....so I let go and trust I will be caught.
I hope you are encouraged and I am so grateful for your prayers. God has brought me to my knees and with my temptation to pride and arrogance...this isn't a bad thing.
Praise You In This Storm
words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms
I was sure by now, God, that You would have reached down,
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.
And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone how can I carry on
if I can't find You
and as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms
I was sure by now, God, that You would have reached down,
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.
And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone how can I carry on
if I can't find You
and as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
