Random Notes from the Journey

Skyepuppy rescued my day with her comment on my last post. This has been a tough one. (Day, not post.)
First of all...why didn't I think to post the music for the song yesterday? Probably because I was far too distracted for my own good when I posted...so here you go:

This journey I'm on is hard to share sometimes because I'm still on it. I am so excited about what God is doing and how He is speaking and orchestrating and someday I know He will point to all the right words to share with you, so you can see it too. But right now I'm so confused that I'm not sure how to best verbalize what I'm learning. And the last thing I want to do is drag you down a path of confusion with me.
Having said that....some things are too God to keep quiet, so I shall share with you a few.
* This actually happened Saturday, but I loved it. That night, the last thing I wrote in my journal before I went to bed was an excerpt from Streams in the Desert. This is not unusual, as I almost daily write down the things I learn from Streams. That day, the reading closed with this quote from St. Augustine: "Faith is believing what we do not see and the reward for this kind of faith is to see what we believe." After that, I simply wrote, Abba. Help. And then I closed the journal.
I wasn't quite sleepy yet, so I opened up Angie Smith's book I Will Carry You, which had just arrived on my porch that day. I read the first chapter and then decided I was sleepy. I glanced at the first page of chapter two before closing the book and scanned over the quote that lined the top of the page. "Faith is believing what we do not see and the reward for this kind of faith is to see what we believe."
I think Abba made His point.
* Do y'all know my Dad has a radio program? I'm not sure I've ever mentioned that on here before. Anyway. He does. Around here, it plays at 8:30 on Sunday morning and I've learned I should listen because I never know when he might talk about me. And if he's going to say something, I need to know it. That morning I was scrambling about and didn't really have time to stop and fish for the station on my radio. But God said, "You'll wish you'd taken the time..."
So I fished - and found it more quickly than normal. The song that began almost immediately is called In the Valley He Restoreth My Soul. Check out some of these words: When I'm low in spirit, I cry Lord, lift me up. I want to go higher with Thee. But nothing grows high on a mountain, so He picked out a valley for me. And He leads me beside still waters. Somewhere in the valley below. And He draws me aside to be tested and tried. In the valley He restoreth my soul.
(Did I mention this program plays older songs?) Even so - I love that song and Mom had actually mentioned it a time or two recently. I was so glad he played it.
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Another song that I'd been singing to myself over and over. It's called I'll Talk to My Father for You and the chorus says, I'll talk to the Father for you, and if I know my Father, here's what He'll do...He'll lay at your feet all the things you pursue. It's no bother for my Father...He'll do it for you.
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Another golden oldie called My Faith Still Holds. The chorus says My faith still holds onto the Christ of Calvary. Oh blessed Rock of Ages cleft for me. I gladly place my trust in things I cannot see. My faith still holds onto the Christ of Calvary.
Needless to say, I was glad I took the time to find the station....
* This is the last one I'll share today because this turned long on me! This morning's six a.m. serenade featured the music of Chris Tomlin...specifically his song "Our God." Check that one out if you've not heard it.
The chorus says: Our God is greater, our God is stronger, God You are higher than any other. Our God is healer, awesome in power, Our God! Our God!
Sprawled out in bed with nasty bedhead and probably drooling or something else equally unattractive, God flat out dealt with me. Bekah. You are not living as though I'm greater, stronger, and higher. You are focusing on YOU and what YOU can see. I Am greater.
God has His best dealings with me at that hour because I'm simply too tired to fight back. And that's when I hear best.
So this time in between is still filled with lessons. Still filled with the draw to trust Abba.