It was a long week at camp. I was tired and cranky and short on patience at times, and my cabin of girls this week was a lot harder to handle than my past two cabins had been. But even in the midst of discouragement and struggle, every day had a few oases of rest in the wonder of God. Misty morning runs and stretches with my favorite running buddy, Erin; a precious few minutes with just my Bible and my God before the wakeup bell; and the chorus of a hundred campers excited to worship the Lord in chapel were a few of the things that kept me going and reminded me why I was there. Again and again, I was awed by the sheer magnitude of the God I serve. He doesn’t just use me on my good days; He uses me on my bad days, too—not because He needs to, but because He wants to. I can’t help but revel in that unparalleled grace and mercy and love.
My soul, wait in silence for God only,
For my hope is from Him.
He only is my rock and my salvation,
My stronghold; I shall not be shaken.
On God my salvation and my glory rest;
The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God.
Trust in Him at all times, O people;
Pour out your heart before Him;
God is a refuge for us. Selah.
Psalm 62:5-8
I was going to write a book once titled "Even On Bad Days". Your last couple of sentences reminded me of it :)
ReplyDeleteHave you heard We Shall Not Be Shaken by Matt Redman?
ReplyDeleteIt's a great song, and this was a great post. :)
What an awesome God!
ReplyDeleteLove your photography :)