Shattered Heart

Gratitude 
(Click on the Link above to hear the song!)

But maybe not,

Not today

Maybe You'll provide in other ways.

And if that's the case.....

We'll give thanks to You

In gratitude

For lessons learned in how to trust in You

That we are blessed beyond what we could ever dream

In abundance or in need  *

Though my heart is heavy, there is comfort in trusting Him. He holds the future in His capable hands. Even in the decimation of a horrible disease** that offers no future and no hope there is yet THE blessed HOPE.

BUT how do you offer words to direct the mind to that comfort without seeming insensitive to the enormity of the trial? I'm not that mother with the shattered heart. It's not my beautiful daughter in whose genes lurks the terrible tragedy.... I am not that sweet girl with the large, expressive eyes, who has watched her father's mind and body destroyed in the ravages of the very disease  now being handed her as a sentence. I'm not one of the the younger siblings wondering if they are next. I can barely begin to understand depths of their pain having never walked through it. I can pray that He who comforts me will surround them with His great embrace.


I'm having a hard time making this post make sense. . . We pray that we will always have house and bread and health and life, but it isn't guaranteed. Do we still trust when life is unfair? HARD, PAINFUL, and death reaches through our door?

 Daily bread, give us daily bread

Bless our bodies, keep our children fed

Fill our cups, then fill them up again tonight

Wrap us up and warm us through

Tucked away beneath our sturdy roofs

Let us slumber safe from danger's view this time


Or maybe not, 

not today

Maybe You'll provide in other ways

And if that's the case . . .

We'll give thanks to You

With gratitude 

A lesson learned to hunger after You

That a starry sky offers a better view if no roof is overhead And if we never taste that bread


Somehow,

some way,

there is a mandate upon us to help those in pain, perhaps "perplexed with doubt, burdened with infirmities, weak in faith, or maybe unable to grasp the unseen; but as a friend, someone they can see, coming in Christ's stead, we can be as a connecting link to fasten their trembling faith upon God.

OH! This is a blessed work!

Let not pride, and selfishness prevent us from doing the good which we may do

if we will work in Christ's name and with a loving, tender spirit."

5T 246 (paraphrased)

*Nicole Nordeman - Is the author of the song Gratitude. The words have captured me. I love the Nebblett's Family recording of the song which can be found here: http://www.seannebblett.com/p/music-click-to-purchase-cds.html on the CD called I WILL GO

** Huntingt*n's Disease