God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace:
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain:
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.-William Cowper
If I believe this to be true about God, then I must actively fight to set my eyes on Him.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make straight your paths.- Prov. 3:5-6, ESV
Do I really believe that God is good and sovereign and out for my best interest and His glory? Do I really believe that He who died for me loves me as much as the cross says He does? If so, I must act like it, and not just say it. I’ve got to fling myself upon His truth and promises and wait for His will with the utterly abandoned delight of a small child trusting the good purposes of a parent to bless them.
My son, keep your father’s commandment,
and forsake not your mother’s teaching.
Bind them on your heart always;
tie them around your neck.
When you walk, they will lead you;
when you lie down, they will watch over you;
and when you awake, they will talk with you.
For the commandment is a lamp and the teaching a light,
and the reproofs of discipline are the way of life…- Prov. 6: 20-23, ESV
Submission to His will is not apathy. It’s the hardest fight a wayward heart like mine can face and it takes an active devotion to Him that stubbornly refuses to swerve. And I can’t do it. But He can strengthen me for this fight. And He will be with me for it, going before me and laying forth good paths for me to walk in. Hard they may be, I know they will be good.
How much faith do you have, dear one?
All that You give me, Father.
