Thank God I Do
Thank God I Do
I don't know who I'd be if I
didn't know YouI'd probably fall off the edge
I don't know where I'd go if You ever let go
So keep me held in Your hands
- Lauren Daigle
Feeling particularly thin and small one
morning, my hands went up in the air as this song played on my laptop. It’s a scary, sobering song. What if?
The gravity of the question causes a pondering without. Like being trapped in a well without a bottom
treading water. If my security was not
in God, where would I be?
Thank God!
This is an interjection I save for particular events since the world has
perverted it along with our Savior’s name.
Still, it seems fitting when placed rightly. Hallelujah! is another careful one. Praise the Lord! suits me well and is
applicable in most cases.
Ms. Daigle uses the definitive and crosses
the line. But the serious tone of the
song sets the backdrop, and her voice renders an understanding we are not here
to blaspheme God.
What if?
If it were not for God, I would be nothing. Worse yet, I may exist without a termination
point. Forever caught in space without
meaning seeking understanding not provided.
Oh wait, we are approaching the limit from
either direction. In other words, in calculus
when a function is undefined at a point, one can describe it by examining what
it does from right or left respectively.
For example, for the function 1/x, at 0 it would be undefined. Approaching from the right gives positive
infinity. Approaching from the left
gives negative infinity.
Sound confusing? Most definitely when you are not defined. Riding along the graph of life, all is
comfortable until we meet a hiccup.
There are times when our existence makes no sense. Loss has a way of drilling down the unanswered
question. Whether a serious relationship
breakup or worse yet, death. We question
why and then when. When will the hurt go away? Scars, particularly at a
young age, do not fade away. Death
swallows a loved one in an unknown chasm of chilling air which grips current relationships
ebbing trust. If they were taken, who is
next?
Thank God I do! He provides the answer at ground zero. No more running off in either direction as we
meet the Imperative sitting on His throne confronting our ways. When it makes no sense here, He offers a
sanity to our madness which claws our souls.
What our minds cannot box in, He comes with balm that truly heals.
We three kings. Frankincense for healing. Mirth for laughter. Gold for a reassurance of His care for you.
In this season, will we come to His
throne? Laying all our cares before Him,
will we empty ourselves of pain trusting He is the delicate surgeon aptly able to
reconstruct? There is no issue too great
for Him. Buried by time and too hurtful
to address? Then a counselor may be
needed to hold your hand.
I have witnessed personal healing. My mother left me at a young age. This event rippled distrust in all subsequent
relationships. Fearing another loss, I
withheld and fought bitterly in my soul whenever I sensed another
abandonment. It was not until a counselor
walked me through the remembered time did I integrate and become whole. Fighting as a child I left behind.
Thank God we know Him! He offers hope. Being our definite absolute, we can run to
Him in times of trouble.
John 16:33 “I have told you all this so
that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and
sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.” (NLT)
What the world cannot provide when life sinks,
God provides the Rock. Blessed is the
man who falls on that Rock. A great
comfort He gives when we exclaim, “Thank God I do!”
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