Wisdom for Wednesdays

 

I will trust in You
You've never failed before
I will trust in You

 

If there's a road I should walk
Help me find it if I need to be still
Give me peace for the moment
Whatever Your will, whatever Your will

 

Can you help me find it?
Can you help me find it?

 

I'm giving You fear and You give faith
I giving you doubt, You give me grace
For every step I've never been alone

 

Even when it hurts, You'll have Your way
Even in the valley I will say
With every breath, You've never let me go

 

I lift my empty hands
(Come fill me up again)
Have Your way my King
(I give my all to You)

 

I lift my eyes again
(Was blind but now I see)
'Cause You are all I need

 

If there's a road I should walk
Help me find it if I need to be still
Give me peace for the moment
Whatever Your will, whatever Your will

 

Can you help me find it?
Can you help me find it?

-"Help Me Find It," Sidewalk Prophets

Home from Haiti

I'm home.

My heart has been broken for what breaks His.

And I know my life is changed because of it.

My heart is full. How did I have such joy, peace, and freedom when I had so little in Haiti?

My mind is full. Questions that arise and refuse to settle just yet.

And our nation. It's full, so full. Of stuff. Too much stuff. We can't see through it all.

The Haitians. Their stomachs are empty. Their homes are empty.

Their eyes are full. Sometimes of pain. Sometimes of joy.

Their churches are full.

My eyes are full. Of tears as I remember smiling with the people, laughing with them...crying with them.

My arms are empty. They ache with wanting to hold those precious babies again, those orphans, those sick children. Just one more time to hold you close and love on you and press your tiny bodies close to my heart.

My heart is so full.

My suitcases are empty. Unpacked and stored away.

But how do I unpack my heart?