“Blessed Be Your Name (worship video w/ lyrics)” on YouTube

And he said, “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return. The LORD gave, and the LORD has taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD.”-Job 1:21

Hello, friends! Another day, another song. 🙂

This is one that has always spoken to me.

The thoughts contained within it, inspired by the verse above, have long resonated deep in my heart.

I can recall singing it in both times of greatest joy and heaviest sorrow. And He has always met me in the midst and provided His incomparable comfort.

I don’t know why it took me so long, but it occurred to me yesterday as the youth group unexpectedly chose to sing this steady go-to of mine that it speaks incredibly well to this time of significant unrest in our nation.

For, whatever questions may rise, whatever uncertainty we are facing, whatever we see come and go, He always, always knows best.

And His name-that precious name of the Lord-always remains blessed, come what may.

Resting our trust in this fact can be a challenge as we look at the strife in our world-believe me, how my anxious heart struggles!

Yet, I know this ability to trust is a very necessary component to holding on to our peace and joy. So, daily I am praying He would increase my trust in Him and His sovereignity.

So…may we listen to the following, choose to add our voices to the chorus of praise, and be reminded of this powerful truth.

Praise You In This Storm

I feel like I am posting a lot lately, but I recall promising to share another song or two that has long lifted my heart in troubling times.

All the current turmoil seems to indicate such a thing would be welcome at this point.

Now, this one begs a bit of background. It’s too beautiful not to tell, for it speaks to the way our God reaches out and holds us in the midst of our deepest sorrows.

It was summer 2005. My first husband had left in May to be with someone else. I was a stay-at-home mom wrangling two sons- a baffling toddler and a sweet, oddly mature baby- and expecting my only daughter.

I had been in the pits of despair, naturally, crying out for some sign of hope from God.

Nights were hardest. After my boys were tucked in, I felt so alone.

I would turn on the radio to go to sleep by-to try to go to sleep by, that is.

So often, this was actually more when I’d let myself cry. No kids to worry about disturbing, after all.

And in those tears was mixed my prayers, sometimes in words, more often than not just a verbal ache brought to the surface.

Oh, where was comfort?! I would wonder.

But, oh, friends, night after night, there came this song. God’s reply.

And, somehow, I could feel His wings draw around me then.

And, somehow, I would find enough rest to get through the next day.

I hadn’t thought of this song except perhaps periodically until the chaos and tragedy of this year descended, both on the world and in my own little corner of it.

May it speak to any who need its comfort. ❤ Blessings and prayers.