Praise You in the Storm

I went to see my cardiologist today, my dad took me. We had some good conversations. Some things we talked about were the hard things going on in life right now. But on the way home, I got to telling him some silly things that make me laugh. He replied with "I wish you could share that stuff with a girl I talked to the other day that told me how hard her life was and how much she didn't like her life." That girl was me. Wow. He's right. I do have my hard times, but I love to dwell on the happy ones, the ones that make me laugh and smile.

Today I was talking to God about the problems in my life and this song started to play. It's not a coincidence... it's God.

One more thing I wanted to add that God taught me yesterday... I was listening to Noonday Connection on 90.1 (here in Chicago). The ladies on there were talking about spending time with God and it was something I had been struggling with, so I tuned in. The biggest thing I took from it, though, was "Don't try to figure life out. Just stop trying so hard to hear God or to search for His will. He's going to bring it to you." That's true! If I scurry all over the place, worrying and wondering what God's going to do, I miss the chances to actually see Him work. So I'm practicing sitting back, relaxing, and enjoying "the show" (God's work in my life).

Anyway; here's the song I was talking about... I know it's totally not related to my vacation blogging. But I don't care. It's my blog. I can do what I want. (PS: My widget should be able to play it over there to the right... if you wanna listen to it.)

Praise You in This Storm
words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms

I was sure by now,
God, that You would have reached down
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls I barely hear You whisper through the rain, "I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away.
And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands for You are who You are no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone
how can I carry on if I can't find You
and as the thunder rolls I barely hear You whisper through the rain "I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away
I lift my eyes onto the hills where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth