Wilderness

I found this excerpt online about being in a "spiritual wilderness"... (nothing increases your strength and your character like the wilderness does. That's why the launching pad for Jesus' public ministry was 40 days in the wilderness...

You may be asking, "What's wrong?" God's answer may very well be, "Nothing's wrong! Something's right!" He believes in you, He wants to build a warrior out of you, He wants to bless you more, use you more, make you more like His Son Jesus, but that will take the heat and the hurt and the stress of the wilderness!)

I have been in the wilderness before... I know that it is necessary, but sometimes I still cry about it... I know that the Lord is working things out in me, that I can't do myself... But, it can be scary sometimes... In this particular wilderness, I feel very alone... I am not even sure who I can talk to... In the past there was always someone I could talk to about it... Right now I feel like the Lord just wants me to seek HIM...

I miss Trent...

SONG: Praise You in the Storm

I was sure by now God, 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

But as the thunder rolls

I barely hear Your whisper through the rain I'm with you

And as Your mercy falls I'll raise my hands and praise the God who gives And takes away

I'll praise You in this storm

And I will lift my hands

For You are who You are No matter where I am

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

But as the thunder rolls I barely hear You whisper through the rain I'm with you

And as Your mercy falls

I'll raise my hands and praise the God who gives And takes away

I'll praise You in this storm

And I will lift my hands

For You are who You are

No matter where I am

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 lift my eyes unto the hills

Where does my help come from?

My help comes from the Lord The Maker of Heaven and Earth

I lift my eyes unto the hills

Where does my help come from?

My help comes from the Lord The Maker of Heaven and Earth

I'll praise You in this storm

And I will lift my hands

For You are who You are No matter where I am

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

And though my heart is torn

I will praise You in this storm

Song of Solomon 8:5 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved?