“Even when I don’t see it, You’re working
And even when I don’t feel it, You’re working
You never stop, You never stop working”
Way Maker – Because of the Times
When we don’t see it, don’t feel it do we trust that He’s still working? Do we still hold onto His unchanging hands? For me, I have no other choice. I’ve been through the fire, been through the storm. If not for the grace of God that kept me, well… I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that He never stops working.
Isaiah 48:10 KJV “Behold, I have refined thee, but not with silver; I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction.”
The “furnace of affliction.” When life burns you to your core and you face a trial of your faith, it can be easy sometimes to wonder, where is God in all of this? I recall facing some pretty difficult circumstances, not so long ago. Circumstances that I had to endure. I wanted to run. I questioned God, Why am I here? Why do I have to endure this? I felt like everyone could see the hurt. I lost my joy. Now, I know to protect my joy at all costs. I never knew that difficult circumstance would become my greatest lesson in love and forgiveness. My greatest lesson in what it is to have the love of God in my heart. “He never stops working.”
Affliction (noun) – something that causes pain or suffering
– pain or suffering
I remember feeling like I would never stop hurting. Sometimes, those days seem so far away. Sometimes, they seem like yesterday. I have to wonder, when did the morning come? Just when did I wake up and feel joy in the morning?! But didn’t He promise me joy? Didn’t He promise a bright tomorrow? All I have to do is praise! There is power in our praise.
If I have said it once, I have said it a thousand times, and I’ll say it again. For my kiddos, this school year has been tough! One thing that I know for fact, is my children watch me – every little thing that I do. How I conduct myself in my disappointments, my joys, my pain, my sadness, my silliness, my stillness, my anger. They are always watching. My behavior will teach them how to conduct themselves in those circumstances. When I look in the mirror of my children staring back at me, what do I see? What legacy did I leave for them?
On the Outside Looking In 
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