...I remember You

         upon my bed,

and meditate on You

  in the watches of the night,

for You have been my help

and in the shadow

        of Your wings,

I will sing for joy.

My soul clings to You;

Your right hand

           upholds me.

           Psalm 63. 6-8

(What am I dwelling on?

The Almighty

or shifting circumstances?

What wakes me

in the middle of the night?

The magnitude of God

       or my despair?

God will not just

   bring me through this,

but He will bring

    His glory to this.

And in the midst of chaos,

I realize it is His power,

          not mine.

He brings about

  His purposes even in

  what looks only

  like chaos.

It is not for me

      to control,

but to faithfully

    follow God

    right in its midst.

Even in this,

it is not I who live

    but Christ who lives

                in me.

I cannot control

       the circumstances,

but instead use

  what I do have

  and my energies

 in how I respond to Him.)

O LORD,

We cling to you,

and then realize that

You have a strong hold

              on us,

no matter what.

Even in this.

May all we are in You

radiate in what we do,

and say,

how we respond,

our attitudes,

how we love,

      what we love,

and how we pray.

May circumstances

only be a backdrop

      for Your glory.

May Your fingerprints

  be evident to all.