My son returned tonight in the middle of a lightning storm. As the rain poured down, we negotiated by the back door. It was difficult. When I thought Mozart was being too harsh, I had to trust the Lord. I kept saying to myself I have to trust the Lord.
As I listened to Mozart and C, I reminded myself that--for the last 4 weeks I've been reading the Word and trying to have faith in God's promises. Now, after four weeks of "strengthening" my muscles were being tested. Had I learned anything?
It comes down to...do I believe that God is able?--or do I think he can't handle it.
We finally got through the requirements/expectations. C is now settling in.
There are a lot of loose ends relating to a missed court date and other matters and the coming days will not be easy.
But I must trust. Trust or die of stress. Trust I will!
After C dumped his stuff into his room, he headed for the shower.
I wanted to rest my mind. I noticed a CD sitting on my dresser...a bit dusty. A CD of hymns. I stuck it in my small clock radio player and the song "Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus" began to play. It was a simply done...on piano...no voice.
The simplicity of the song touched my heart. I ran and got my old hymnal so I could remember the words.
'Tis so Sweet to trust in Jesus
Just to take Him at his Word
Just to rest upon His promise
Just to know, "Thus saith the Lord"
Jesus Jesus how I trust Him.
How I've proved Him o'er and o'er.
Jesus Jesus precious Jesus
O FOR GRACE TO TRUST HIM MORE.
I especially like the last line, because it seemed the writer of the hymn was not perfect and still needed grace to trust Him more.
I felt like God brought this hymn to me tonight. And tears came to my eyes as I realized this.
After that...I decided to google the author (Louisa M. R. Stead), and I read the story of a woman who tragically lost her husband.
I love the hymns that have been passed down to us, because so many of them were born out of real life experiences...hard struggles...pain...and also, joy and victory.
That's all for tonight. I hear C rummaging around in the refrigerator now...and I have to go rescue my pre-cooked roast. To back track...I cooked it tonight, but it took 2 hours longer than expected so I had to make another dinner...fast. Now I have pre-cooked roast for tomorrow night. C is asking if he can have some roast. (At least he is asking!) I've got to point him to the leftover Lasagna.