Nearer My God to Thee

 

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I'm going to trust in Your calmness 

Not by my own might or strength 

But by that reassuring picture

Imprinted in my head from You

That is Your promise

Calmness

The voice is calm.
So calm I do not wish I could hear it.
But it is the only voice that calm the raging sea.

Psalms 89:8-9

O Lord God Almighty, who is like you?

You are mighty, O Lord, and your faithfulness surrounds you.

You rule over the surging sea;

when its waves mount up, you still them.

Psalms 93:4

The LORD on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, yea, than the mighty waves of the sea

And that raging sea has no control whatsoever.
But to submit and obey that voice.


And this is all so ironic when you consider there is that science stuff about 'the calm before the storm.'

Storms need warm, moist air as fuel, and they typically draw that air in from the surrounding environment. Storms can draw in that air from all directions -- even from the direction in which the storm is traveling.

As the warm, moist air is pulled into a storm system, it leaves a low-pressure vacuum in its wake. The air travels up through the storm cloud and helps to fuel it. The updrafts in the storm, however, quickly carry the air upward, and when it reaches the top of the cloud mass, this warm moist air gets spit out at the top. This air is sent rolling out over the big, anvil-shaped head of the thunderclouds or the roiling arms of hurricanes. From there, the air descends -- drawn back toward lower altitudes by the very vacuum its departure created in the first place.

The descending air becomes warmer and drier (a good thing after its trip through the cloud, which involved cooling and condensation). Warm, dry air is relatively stable, and once it blankets a region, it stabilizes that air in turn. This causes the calm before a storm.

His calm versus the science of calmness.

Seed

A budding flower grows
And once it blooms
Produces its own seeds.
Seeds that scatters when its blown away
When lodged into ground
Spreads out roots.
Roots that feeds the seed
As the seed burst out shoot from the ground
A new season of life begins again.

I am nowhere where I once was
Neither here nor there
Still grasping for wisdom.
Wisdom gained through struggles
Seasons of ups and downs
That He is still not done with me.
Me that is all I can be
Not knowing how it will all end
But trusting where He leads.

What a night!

Things were looking really gloomy at the start of this week.

What with my hand and all.

I wasn't expecting GDOP worship to turn out so well.

I wasn't expecting this amount of fellowship in a week.

And how He turned my sorrows into joy this week.

Had dinner to celebrate an 18th birthday.

Had a seriously hilarious time.

And high from the sugar rush and tons of laughter, I did something I never imagined I could.

I pulled slave driver's ears!
I don't mean to be so excited and silly, but I am!!!

Feels like a wall broke down this week.

We've all been out three times in just one week and there's more to come!

Maybe this is just momentarily because he's changing jobs and I was kinda home all week.

Like meeting at an interchange.

But whatever it is, I'm grateful for the way things turn out.

For bravery in that early morning hour to speak out my heart.(#147)

For people like Vi that prayed.(#148)

For Him who loved me enough to know I needed all this.(#149)

Have Mercy O Lord....

God has exactly 2 days and 18 hours

to make things right again.




T_T
Because I might not take his words with a pinch of salt then,
and bursting out crying would be a darn mess.
But then again, He never works in our timing,
only His own.