As I labour through the storm.
You have called me to this passage,
And I'll follow, though I'm worn.
May this journey bring a blessing,
May I rise on wings of faith;
And at the end of my heart's testing,
With Your likeness let me wake.
Jesus guide me through the tempest;
Keep my spirit staid and sure.
When the midnight meets the morning,
Let me love You even more.
Let the treasures of the trial
Form within me as I go -
And at the end of this long passage,
Let me leave them at Your throne.
Music by Keith Getty; Words by Margaret Becker
When I'm in the middle of the journey it's sometimes difficult to see how there can ever be a blessing at the end "of my heart's testing". The journey includes pain, weeping, and that inner struggle that wrestles and won't let go. There are questions. There are accusations. "Lord, is it me?" There's a burden that won't go away. And at the end of the day I find that God is still there. His Spirit lives within me. Amazing Love. God knows me. He knows where I live. And more than that He sees and knows my heart. I am comforted.