On My Knees

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You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,  Psalm 30:11

To say that my life is not turning out the way I expected it to is a vast understatement.  Even plans I had a few short years ago are now on the distant horizon, maybe never to be realized.  It’s hard.  Sometimes I wish folks would come right out and say it.  Living with chronic challenges is a difficult, demanding, sometimes seemingly impossible task.

I find I get frustrated with those who don’t understand.  But why should they?  If you have not walked this path, there is no way you could understand the way it can wear you down, bring you to your knees, envelop you in despair.

There are days when the only thing I feel I have left to cling to are God’s promises.  

The book of Psalms has become a haven for me when I am really struggling.  It seems I am always able to find something to lift my spirits.  There are so many promises for us if we just look for them.

I may not be able to dance today.  God knows of my pain and my tears.  He also promises that one day the tears will be gone and the pain will be gone – and I will dance once again.

The mourning for the past will be gone – and He will clothe me with joy.

And as for being brought to my knees by pain?  

I’m realizing that is just where I should be before God:

On my knees before the only one who will bring true joy.

Father God, Thank you that your words are always true.  Thank you that it is when I am on my knees that I realize my need for You.  Amen and amen.

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