Held Tight; Carried Through

I drove home tonight deep in thought, and realized that it had been quite a while since I last spoke to God in my car. When God told me that this would be a season of stretching and struggling through that would grow me.. I didn't expect things to get so challenging. I didn't expect to need Him so much.

And yet, on that dark and quiet drive home, I heard Him tell me to turn on the radio, and that He would speak to me from there. 

So I did, and a song I didn't particularly like came on. 

"Hmm.. guess I heard wrong then."

I kept thinking, and slowly felt God push my thoughts toward Him, toward the way of His heart. Then, I understood, and I felt that peace come back into my life ever so gently. 

And the very next moment.. this song - "Let It Be Love" came on the radio.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I knew that I knew that I knew... that my God really is watching out for me. I truly am held so tight in His arms and carried through anything and everything. The promise of the upright is peace, and because of what Jesus did for me, that is the promise over my life. Because I have been shown grace, I can show grace.

"He set my feet upon the rock" / "He has turned my mourning into dancing" / "Though he falls, he will not be utterly cast down as the hand of the Lord shall uphold him" / "I will lie down and sleep in perfect peace"

Even this God-suggested 45 days of Psalms project has been such a blessing to me for finally, these promises that I have been reading are getting cemented into my spirit by experience.

No matter what comes my way in the future, I am certain, that I am and will always be, held tight and carried through.

My God is so, so faithful. 

Learning to love like Christ,

Dice