“I waited patiently for the Lord; he inclined to me and heard my cry. He drew me up from the desolate pit, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.” vss. 1-2
Many of us have times of trial, moments that seem to drag on for days and weeks, even months, so long that it’s hard to remain patient. We may even wonder if there’s any point to prayer, and then one day it’s as though the Lord hears our cry. There’s no opening up of the heavens, no voice from the sky, only a profound sense of God’s presence, and a deep and overwhelming feeling of gratitude. External circumstances may not even have changed, but on the inside there is a big difference. There’s laughter on our lips and joy in our hearts…it’s as though the world has brightened up, like there’s more light along the way. All of a sudden, instead of making daily lists of all that’s wrong with life, we find ourselves giving thanks and enumerating all the blessings that God has been sending. We even feel healthier, more optimistic and hopeful about the future. It would be nice if we could engineer such breakthroughs and figure out a formula for cheering ourselves up, but that doesn’t seem to be the way life works. Instead, we muddle along until the day when goodness happens…and then we rejoice in it, giving full-throated praise and thanks to God. Would that such days would be multiplied in every life!
Thought for the Day: When have I been overwhelmed by gratitude?