Sunday, April 19, 2015

April 20, 2015


Grander earth has quaked before 



Moved by the  
sound of His  
voice
Seas that are  
shaken and  
stirred
Can be calmed and broken for  
my 
 
regard
Chorus
Through it  
all, through it  
all
My  
eyes are on You
Through it  
all, through it  
all
It is  
well
Through it  
all, through it  
all
My  
eyes are on You
It is  
well 
 
with 
me
Verse 2
Far  
be it from me to  
not 
 
believe
Even when my  
eyes can’t  
see
And this  
mountain that’s in  
front of  
me
Will be  
thrown into the  
midst of the  
sea
Bridge
So let  
go my  
soul and  
trust in  
Him
The waves and  
wind still  
know His  
name  
The spring birds arrive amongst the last snow flurries with faith You are bringing spring.
The pussy willows pop. The plants dare to send out a green leaf.

And the child wakes with a smile, expecting a happy day.

Lord teach us that kind of faith.
When we are moving someplace we don't want to go.
When we are walking into a room of new people, again.
When the budget just isn't adding up.
When the teenager pushes further away.
When the deployments, and the trainings and the long hours keep coming.
When the dreams keep having to wait a little longer.
When we have to dry a child's tears.

Lord please make us shining examples of that faith, hope, love. You are the only true source of all of those. And the world is dying for it. We want to overflow with it.

Lord may it overflow to the suicidal veterans. May it help our husbands face another day. May it touch the loneliest mom. May it fill our homes with joy.

Thank You Lord. Thank You that You can change any situation. Thank You that You can give peace even when the storm keeps blowing. You are so powerful, so omnipotent over us.

We pray for our deployed soldiers.
We pray for a positive atmosphere at our home posts.
We pray for the daughter who lost a friend to suicide.
We pray for new houses and peaceful transitions during this PCS season.
Thank You for little Sophia's miracle, and we pray for continued recovery.
We pray for the extended family, the failing parents and grandparents, the hurting siblings, that we can not be there for.

Thank You for giving us the place of privilege in our homes--wife, mom, at the center of it. May we turn their eyes to You.
And through it all, our eyes are on You. And it is well, because of You.

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