I awoke this morning and somehow this little phrase caught my lips and repeated itself over and over. There’s not much to it, but it released a touch of heaven’s morning glory of no small measure. Recently my heart has been weighed down, filled with regret for wrong decisions I’ve made and things I know now that I wish I’d understood back then.
My mind filled with thoughts of things that could have been and maybe should have been. There are things in life I do not understand, matters too wonderful for me. I can only trust and know that my times are in His hand, that He knows my down sitting and my uprising, that He knew my steps before I was born, and I must content myself with the knowledge that He loves me despite my many failings. I release my cares in worship. “I worship You Lord, I worship You Lord. I worship You Lord.”
There is a knowledge far greater than our mortal ability to understand, it transcends the mistakes of our past and transforms even tragedies into a purpose that molds our eternal future for His glory.
“So we’re not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without His unfolding grace.” (2 Corinthians 4:16 The Message)
As I felt to worship, my heart embraced an acceptance that the hand of an omnipotent, all powerful God overshadows my life’s choices with a purpose I may not yet see or understand. Knowing that He knows, knowing that He cares, and knowing that His loving hands are weaving eternal threads of gold through His time tapestry of my life settles my heart. This confidence and knowledge of His grace brings me to a place of rest where I can fully give myself to Him in a spirit of gratitude and worship. “I worship You Lord, I worship You Lord. I worship You Lord”.