Sunday, May 17, 2009

How Firm a Foundation

I have been going to see a wonderful counselor for about 8 months now. As I have stated previously, God has totally used her to speak truth and light into my life. She's been encouraging me to have my roots grounded in Christ alone. I am tempted to have temporary substitutes. But I have certainly found out the hard way that when the raging storms blow... I am left frantically trying to tape the pieces back together to no avail. I've been asking God to help me dig deep and plant my roots firmly in Him. I don't know what is up ahead but I want to this ship to be able to "weather the next storm" close by His side. I am reminded of a poem that my brother-in-law gave to me when I was 14 years old. I used to recite it every morning when I woke up as a teenager:

I met God in the morning,
When my day was at its best
And His presence came like sunrise,
Like a glory in my breast.

All day long the Presence lingered;
All day long He stayed with me;
And we sailed in perfect calmness
O’er a very troubled sea.

Other ships were blown and battered,
Other ships were sore distressed,
But the winds that seemed to drive them
Brought to us a peace and rest.

Then I thought of other mornings,
With a keen remorse of mind.
When I too had loosed the moorings
With the Presence left behind.

So, I think I know the secret,
Learned from many a troubled way;
You must seek Him in the morning
If you want Him through the day.
(I Met God in the Morning, Author Unknown)

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