it is not mine to control

as i sit on the couch looking outside

the wind is blowing, snow is flying

then it's not-

the sun is shining

the sky is blue

then it's not-

the wind is blowing,

the snow is flying

it's bigger and heavier than it was five minutes ago...

just as with this winter season we are in...

we have no control over it...

just as this season of trouble we find ourselves in...

we have no control over what happens.

we ARE NOT in CONTROL.

i know, and i have always known this in my heart to be true.

and as i say that to myself, a peace

comes over me.

i do say this to myself...a lot...

it DOES give me peace.

i just got back from a quick jaunt down the road...

listening to the radio while deep in thought...

this song made me stop and take notice...

Casting Crowns-Voice of Truth

Oh what I would do to have

The kind of faith it takes to climb out of this boat I'm in

Onto the crashing waves

To step out of my comfort zone

To the realm of the unknown where Jesus is

And He's holding out his hand

But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me

Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed

The waves they keep on telling me

Time and time again. 'Boy, you'll never win!'"You'll never win"

But the voice of truth tells me a different story

And the voice of truth says "Do not be afraid!"

And the voice of truth says "This is for My glory"

Out of all the voices calling out to me

I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

Oh what I would do to have

The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant

With just a Sling and a stone

Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors

Shaking in their armor

Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand

But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me

Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed

The giant keeps on telling me

Time and time again "boy, you'll never win!"You'll never win"

But the stone was just the right size

To put the giant on the ground

And the waves they don't seem so high

From on top of them looking down

I will soar with the wings of eagles

When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus

Singing over me

I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth.