Saturday Selah - Praise You in this stom

Praise You in This Storm

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.

Chorus:
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

Bridge:
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


I'm in one of those places, spiritually, at the moment that is not really a storm, but a place of anxiety where I have to trust God and praise Him no matter what's going on around me.

You see, here in Arua, northern Uganda, we're in the middle of a Meningitis epidemic, and people are dying. My two sons were vaccinated a couple years ago, but my 3-year-old daughter has not been. There are no vaccines available in Arua, so I contacted various people in the capital city, Kampala, and set in place a complicated string of events to get a vaccine brought up to Arua yesterday. The vaccine arrived, but unfortunately it was warm, and after consulting with more doctors, I was advised not to use it.

So now I'm back to square one...there is a very dangerous epidemic near where we live; my daughter is not vaccinated against it; there are no vaccines available in town. What do I do?

Last night my overactive imagination was getting the best of me, and I was ready to board a plane and rush to Kampala with my daughter to get her vaccinated. But what of all her little friends at the YWAM base who can't afford to escape and seek treatment? Am I overreacting?

One of my regular struggles is the tension between trusting God and rushing ahead of Him to sort everything out for myself. I don't like not being in control, but that's right where I am at the moment. And I believe God uses those places to teach me about dependency on Him; about trusting Him in the face of the storm.

And last night, when there was nothing I could do, the words of this song ministered to my anxious heart and reminded me that God is still Who He is, no matter where I am, and He is with me. My help comes from Him. He knows me. He knows my daughter. And I believe He will guide me and my husband as we look at what to do next. He is faithful.


Saturday Selah hosted by Patricia is a time of encouraging one another with words that somehow touched our hearts or made a difference in our lives over the past week. Your post could be a Scripture passage, a devotional thought or the lyrics to a song that touched your heart. Your post can be brief. Your post can be long. Sometimes brevity speaks volumes. And sometimes God gives us much more to share!