Praise You in This Storm

I was sure by now

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



Chorus:



I'll praise You in this storm

And i will lift my hands

For You are who You are

No matter where I am

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 whenI stumbled in the wind

You heard my cry

You raised me up again

My strength is almost gone

How can I carry on

If I can't find You



I lift my eyes unto the hills

Where does my help come from?

My help comes from the Lord

The maker of heaven and earth

It was today, at lunch that I started thinking and pondering my life. Life has been really good lately, my prayer time/devotion time has been great, I’ve been feeling pretty good, and I’ve been so happy. It’s always times like now, that something in me doesn’t like. For what reason, I don’t know. Well, I say it’s me, but really it’s the enemy. He hates when we’re satisfied in our Lord.

As I sat in my car during lunch, listening to my praise and worship music, I became restless. I started flipping channels, put a CD in, took the CD out, changed channels, put a CD in, took the CD out… and so on…

I could hear the pitter patter of raindrops hitting my car, and my tears started flowing. I felt a black cloud hovering over my head, my heart started racing, my mind was wondering, and negative thoughts started to enter my mind. I started wondering why God chose me to live in chronic pain, I started feeling like people were expecting things from me that I couldn’t live up to, and I felt very vulnerable.

God, why is this happening now? Things have been going so smoothly, I’ve been so happy…

Every time I feel like I’m satisfied and actually thankful for the pain I’ve lived in, the enemy starts a fire up in me, He starts playing games with me.

Help me not to engage in these games, Father, let me be bigger than that. Give me strength.

As the rain pounded harder, the harder my tears fell, and the faster my heart raced…

I started changing channels again, and I stopped on our local Christian music station, which I usually have on. The song, Praise You in This Storm had just started, I was flustered and I tried not to listen, but I something in me didn’t let me change the station again.

‘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’

Hearing these words sung began to remind me that My Savior holds me close. He cares about me, He knows how I feel (even when I don’t know why I’m feeling the way I am). I was confused today, because I was so happy about the way things were going, and in an instant my emotions were running wild and I was fighting a, what seemed like, losing battle with the enemy.

I won’t let him win…

But…

Father, my heart is tearing…

I wanted to go with my emotions and be mad, but I knew that would only bring satisfaction to the enemy.


I won’t do it; I won’t let him be glorified in my actions.

As the song played on…

I lift my eyes unto the hills

Where does my help come from?

My help comes from the Lord

The maker of heaven and earth

I knew I had to turn to the Lord to calm my fears, to wipe away my tears, and to turn my sadness into happiness. I struggled, but I knew I didn’t want to dwell in my own self… even though it’s easier to have a pity party, but that usually makes me feel worse in the end.

I won’t be selfish, Jesus…

I will take what you have given me and I will grow from the cards I have been dealt. I will try my best to be an example, that You, and only You, will be glorified in my life.

He began to mend my heart by filling my emptiness with Himself, with His love and tenderness.

Just as it was storming outside, it was storming on the inside of my heart…

But...I will praise you in this storm…






Sing to the Lord O my soul, let the Heavens shout for joy, Great is our God!