This is a difficult time of year for so many . . .
. . . survivors like you and I, included.
My pastor reminded us tonight that brokenness is a time to rise up, not back down . . .
. . . to weep, yes, but to sow those tears . . . and know they are sow-able and will someday grow great and healthy crops . . .
. . . to wrestle with God, but run to His arms at the same time.
May this song and my Lord and Savior Jesus bless anyone who reads this and needs to know healing does indeed come through tears and sleepless nights . . . that trials in this life are indeed mercies in disguise.
Lyrics to Laura Story: Blessings
We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
‘Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe