"All the earth will shout
Your praise
Our hearts will cry
These bones will sing
Great are You, Lord."
Our hearts will cry
These bones will sing
Great are You, Lord."
-"Great Are You Lord" by All Sons & Daughters
I can't sing a song about bones and not think of the ones that I broke in the accident. I can still feel the pain caused from those broken bones everyday. Most are almost healed fully, but the muscle loss will take some MORE time to gain back. Please pray for patience for my heart. This process is so much harder than I could have ever imagined. The pain physically is crazy hurtful, but mentally, there is just so much I have to fight off with the Lords strength, Word, and truth.
I use to be the Christian that said, "I want Jesus to come back today," but secretly wanted to live a full life here on earth, meet someone special, get married, have a family of my own, and live happily ever after, with Jesus coming back right before I were to die.
But today, and every day since the accident, how I wish that He would come. I'm in tears as I write these words because His arms are all I long for and His perfect presence. I can't believe the patience He must have in not coming today to a world that has forgotten His sacrifice and power over death. I lack the patience to not get angry at how slowly my recovery is going and the pain I endure every day. Yet, I should be thankful for a Savior that has allowed me to be sanctified through this gift. The struggle is real everyday for me to be thankful for this. I'm thankful He chose me and not someone else to endure this form of sanctification through suffering. I just hope I can suffer well.
Jesus is all I want. My bones sing, great are You Lord. My flesh would rather be angry, frustrated, and bitter about the pain, but my soul knows it is for my good. All because I know someone that has endured more than I can imagine. He is great. He is Lord. He forgives me. And He is coming again.
How thankful we should be that He is coming to get us. I mean, think about it...He could have anything because He created everything, yet, He wants us. If that doesn't make you love Him more, I don't know what will.
But today, and every day since the accident, how I wish that He would come. I'm in tears as I write these words because His arms are all I long for and His perfect presence. I can't believe the patience He must have in not coming today to a world that has forgotten His sacrifice and power over death. I lack the patience to not get angry at how slowly my recovery is going and the pain I endure every day. Yet, I should be thankful for a Savior that has allowed me to be sanctified through this gift. The struggle is real everyday for me to be thankful for this. I'm thankful He chose me and not someone else to endure this form of sanctification through suffering. I just hope I can suffer well.
Jesus is all I want. My bones sing, great are You Lord. My flesh would rather be angry, frustrated, and bitter about the pain, but my soul knows it is for my good. All because I know someone that has endured more than I can imagine. He is great. He is Lord. He forgives me. And He is coming again.
How thankful we should be that He is coming to get us. I mean, think about it...He could have anything because He created everything, yet, He wants us. If that doesn't make you love Him more, I don't know what will.
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