A Bad Day

What to do when nothing goes my way with no fight left in me,

When frustration moves in and I don’t feel like caring,

and feelings have become my whole reality?

What to do when I eat my way into depression,

when my spirit is screaming, but no fight is found in me,

when I know it’s all wrong but I’d rather stay put

and wallow in the lie, clothed in bitter self-pity?

What to do when the enticing darkness draws me deeper still

and I don’t pick up truth, and I don’t call for help

and I sink lower still in the abyss of despair?

What to do when I don’t have the courage to breathe?

You still find me, my Father.

You still reach out Your hand

and rescue me once more.

You tell me once again about Your perfect care

You tell me once again about Your loving kindness.

Your love covers my shame,

Your love beckons me back.

Mercy is written all over Your heart.

Mercy is written all over my life.

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

#280 The Joy of being rescued 

#279 Sound Doctrine

#278 Ink in my Printer

#277 Paul Baloche

#276 The Joy of letting go

Linking up with EOA, WIP, Titus 2 Tuesday, WLWW, Still SaturdayHearts 4 Home, Denise in BloomTitus2sday and SDG

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17 comments

  1. Lord, I know that a man doesn’t control his own life.He doesn’t direct his own steps. Correct me, Lord. But please be fair.Don’t correct me when you are angry. If you do, nothing will be left of me. Jeremiah 10:23-24(NIRV)
    Thank God for Grace. Beautiful.
    Peace and good.

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  2. “Mercy is written all over Your heart. Mercy is written all over my life.” This grabbed me this morning! Somehow the considering the mercy He has given us always shifts my perspective from feeling down to feeling grateful. Thanks for sharing.

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  3. Barbara, I read today in 1 Corinthians how Joseph suffered in irons while God was working out His plan to rescue a nation through him. You’d think if Joseph was in the center of God’s will, he wouldn’t have to suffer, but I suspect those prison lessons helped shape him into the man who would later lead a nation through a time of extreme distress with faith and courage. AND forgive his brothers who had so wronged him. Lord, may we embrace our shackles instead of fight against them. They only hurt more. I’m visiting from Be Not Weary today 🙂

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