Boy, I got really attacked spiritually last night and my sleep ended with another overwhelming, hopeless nightmare. As a result, I got up “feeling” pretty defeated. I have to admit, these kinds of nights occur less frequently than they used to.
Anyway, I got up not “feeling” like I wanted to thank and praise my Lord – Jesus is showing me feelings don’t have to control me/us. The Holy Spirit has been so faithful to help me respond (like a reflex) to such defeating feelings with praising God that I began to lift up praises in my heart to Jesus.
Wow, Ann and I came out to the living room to have our morning coffee and the Lord gave us a beautiful time in Him. We put on a Marty Nystrom song (A Broken Spirit And A Contrite Heart) the Holy Spirit reminded me of and just listened as the Holy Spirit kept giving us so many truths that strengthened us – He was telling us about all of the work He’s done in us to build His love, compassion, hope, mercy, peace and rest in our hearts. We had so much joy we began crying so hard we couldn’t speak at times. It was so heavenly and fortifying.
God is SO faithful, precious people. SO FAITH-FULL.
Jesus reminded me that where He’s taking us is to the place where we’ll always be able to sleep in the storms of life. Only He can do such a work in us, dear ones. We’re just learning how to lay down in the boat. No storm can harm us when we have Jesus, the Prince of Peace, with us in our boat (our lives).
Truly, He restoreth my soul…Asleep in the storms.
God bless,
Mark