Work was hard today. There are just a lot of things going on, many of which are not good. I was a bit short of peace today, and I was also a bit “short” with some people that didn’t deserve that. I regret it (and I’ve apologized).
I dropped my daughter Molly off at ministry night at our church’s student ministry and started praying a bit as I drove away. Then I turned on the radio. It was a sports station, which generally works well for background noise on my trek home. But I decided to switch to our local Christian radio station. A girl on the radio read this verse as soon as I tuned in:
I waited patiently for the Lord;
he inclined to me and heard my cry.– Psalm 40:1 (ESV)
All I could think at that moment was “thanks, God”. David wrote that psalm having been delivered from far more physical danger and trouble than I’ve ever known. But the spiritual danger that God has rescued me from was as soul-shattering as that of any member of fallen humanity. He is my Rescuer. Even in the midst of the tiny-tribs that I go through, I can cry out to Him.
After that verse was read and a few more encouraging words spoken, I heard these words sung:
Where else can I go?”
Thanks, God, again! Where else can I go? Where would I want to?
Facing life without Jesus would be . . . well, I don’t want to think about it.
I’m praying tomorrow’s a better day. Starting from inside of me and rippling outward. I’m not asking God to remove the small measure of turmoil I go through. I’m just praying I’ll handle it better. And that when the huge turmoil of life finally hits (and it will, someday) may I be found faithful.
I need You Jesus . . .
Man, God truly is awesome!
You know,
I am not very fond of the station. Still, when I turn to that station – usually out of tiredness from other stations – I end up comforted by something someone says or sings on it.
As much as I dislike it, it is a blessing to me at times and I shouldn’t throw the proverbial baby out with the bath water.
Thanks Quaid
I purposefully didn’t say the name of the station, etc, because I wanted to avoid another “that station stinks” debate that seems to happen whenever it’s mentioned 🙂
It is what it is. It caters to those who support it (which isn’t the age bracket you (and I, until recently) run in.
I like it in small doses – like you it often blesses me when I least expect it.
Plus, a whole lot of the songs played in 249 get airplay on that station (trust me, I hear them all the time 🙂
So I agree with you on the baby/bathwater thing.
As a side note, I really wish those who dislike it would just tune in somewhere else and not feel the need to put it down all the time. My daughters like it and have been made to feel uncool for it (by their leaders (not you), sadly).