Yesterday didn’t turn out as planned. I had thought it would be a normal day, and I would write a post for today after I finished work.
Instead I’m writing this sitting in a hospital ER waiting on test results for my 22-year-old son.
Life is far from perfect. This isn’t the first time I’ve sat waiting for test results, nor will it be the last. We can’t know when our life will change with a phone call or a text.
Perhaps that’s the right place to write about worship. For If I only keep my eyes on the natural, I will miss the supernatural.
Worship comes easy when times are good. But the times I need to worship most are when I’m facing something completely out of my hands.
It’s then when I need to speak or sing of God’s power and majesty. I need songs of praise to remind me nothing is too hard for Him. My problems aren’t too big, or complicated or hopeless.
Worship is God’s due, but it’s also my deliverance from hopelessness.
So right now I’m lifting my heart to heaven in prayer and in praise.
I’m confident God has this situation covered.
Thanks so much for joining me today and I’ll post an update on my son when I get it.
In His love,
UPDATE FROM GLYNNIS: After five hours in the emergency room we left with good news and bad. My son had experienced a few episodes recently of severe stomach pain and vomiting – when it happened the third time it propelled me into action to scoop him up and take him to the ER. The good news is it isn’t his liver, pancreas or gallbladder – both are healthy. But they diagnosed it as gastritis, which has its own problems, but is treatable, and we will follow up with doctors and more tests. I’m so thankful for prayer and you!