I was getting familiar with this new ocean I was learning to swim in... see swimming in a different ocean post. I was progressing and even enjoyed my cognitive and social/communication skills therapy classes at Brain Injury Services. I had learned contentment after I accepted my state... and I embarked on the journey to recovery. I have improved, but as I think I had even written in that particular past post, there would be setbacks. I just wish it hadn't been on my birthday weekend. Its good though... spiritually speaking. I just wish my emotions had lined up with the truth of scripture right away. That would have been more comfortable for me (and also those I interacted with). But God wants me to remember my dependency on Him. I'm so in need of His strength, grace, peace... friendship. And He brings all this and more as I wait on Him. The waiting is what is hard though.
I've been listening to a song over and over from this album that I bought over the weekend: Know Hope.
"Build us Back"
We've been crumbled/ we've been crushed/ the city walls have turned to dust/ Broken hands and blistered feet/ we walk for miles to find relief/
When the thief takes/ when our hopes cave/ you build us back/ you build us back/ We are scared and we are poor/ all our safety nets have torn/ we've been humbled to our knees / from these ruins we believe/ Redeemer/ Redeem us/ Restorer/ Restore us/ Build us back/ Build us back/ Though the mountains be shaken/ The hills be removed/ Your unfailing love remains/ After all that's been taken/ Your promise still sacred/ You build us back with precious stones
(see Psalm 126)
My life and circumstances are not to be equalized to the nightmare of the fall of Israel and then Judah and their captivity into their enemies hands. The books of Lamentations and then Ezra and Nehemiah come alive to me as I think of the Israelites (AKA God's people) crying out to God a prayer that probably was something like this. Utter and complete judgment had come upon them after years and years of warnings through prophets such as Isaiah and Jeremiah. Although my situation is light compared to this, I find my heart crying out to God: "Build me back!"... and He was. And He is... I just wish it was a continual healing and building without setbacks. I was so broken last winter (as my blog posts indicate)... I long to be restored by the Restorer to the place that is even more complete than before I broke. I suppose this is what "The Potter's Clay" is all about.... molding, breaking, repairing. He is allowed to do all this and more because HE IS GOD... and He is beautiful...glorious... eternal... unchanging... so worthy to be trusted with every part of me....
I've been listening to a song over and over from this album that I bought over the weekend: Know Hope.
"Build us Back" We've been crumbled/ we've been crushed/ the city walls have turned to dust/ Broken hands and blistered feet/ we walk for miles to find relief/
When the thief takes/ when our hopes cave/ you build us back/ you build us back/ We are scared and we are poor/ all our safety nets have torn/ we've been humbled to our knees / from these ruins we believe/ Redeemer/ Redeem us/ Restorer/ Restore us/ Build us back/ Build us back/ Though the mountains be shaken/ The hills be removed/ Your unfailing love remains/ After all that's been taken/ Your promise still sacred/ You build us back with precious stones
(see Psalm 126)
My life and circumstances are not to be equalized to the nightmare of the fall of Israel and then Judah and their captivity into their enemies hands. The books of Lamentations and then Ezra and Nehemiah come alive to me as I think of the Israelites (AKA God's people) crying out to God a prayer that probably was something like this. Utter and complete judgment had come upon them after years and years of warnings through prophets such as Isaiah and Jeremiah. Although my situation is light compared to this, I find my heart crying out to God: "Build me back!"... and He was. And He is... I just wish it was a continual healing and building without setbacks. I was so broken last winter (as my blog posts indicate)... I long to be restored by the Restorer to the place that is even more complete than before I broke. I suppose this is what "The Potter's Clay" is all about.... molding, breaking, repairing. He is allowed to do all this and more because HE IS GOD... and He is beautiful...glorious... eternal... unchanging... so worthy to be trusted with every part of me....
