I have a little secret, whispering somewhere behind a door. I try to keep it quiet, Though the silence makes it roar. I have a hidden shame, I keep it sealed away. But the moment I relax, it creeps out to wreck my day. I have a vile rodent scurrying somewhere in the wall. I set out traps to catch it, but the sly critter avoids them all. I think tomorrow will be better, I’ll finally get control. Then I wake up to find, They’ve chewed another hole. O Lord tear down this old house. My life to You I bring. Please build in me Your temple, fit for You my Lord and King.
Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. Selah (a pause for praise, worship and reflection) For you have heard my vows, O God; you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name. Psalm 61:1-5
My life seems like series of near misses (with many attempts that came nowhere near going in). It makes me feel guilty for not walking in triumph with Jesus. I clunk with shame way more than I swoosh with “well done.” How good it is that Jesus loves me because God is love, not because I am lovely.
In the dead of winter, it is the hope of Spring that keeps us going. In the same way, knowing the promises of God, and leaning upon them in our struggles gives us hope, that provides strength to go on.
Remember Your word to Your servant, for You have given me hope. My comfort in my suffering is this: Your promise preserves my life. Psalm 119:49-50