Battle of the Heart

Every day, we are faced with situations and circumstances that force us to choose between Jesus and the world. Our suffering often threatens to consume us, weakening our spirits and magnifying our difficulties so as to make praising God seem close to impossible. But here is what I have learned...worship--praise--is not only the remedy to our suffering but suffering's harmony. The two go hand and hand, weaving themselves together in a way that lightens the burden, lessens the pain, and brings about a sobering kind of beauty.

Though my heart is broken and my hope shattered, I continue to praise God for Who He is, what He has done, and the promises that He keeps. Paul tells us that the kind of suffering God wants us to endure is the kind that will bring Him glory. I can think of no better way to bring glory to God than to continue to exalt Him and praise His name even in the midst of heartbreak and anguish. So here I am. It's not easy, and my lips don't always have the strength to form words of praise, but my heart is fighting day in and day out to rely completely on His grace and trust in His sovereignty. Though people fail and disappoint us, though promises are broken daily, God's word remains true and His love strong and unfailing. I am clinging to Jesus in desperation, begging Him to salvage some of the broken pieces to create something that pleases Him.