Rainy Day

It's one of those days. One of those New Orleans rainy days. So, I've decided to stay in, work on laundry, make a cup of English breakfast tea, wear my messy bun and watch The Walking Dead marathon on TMC. Oh, and the occasional Facebook browsing is in order as well. Which leads to the point of me writing this post. I don't know what the Lord is doing in your life for this season, but He desperately wants to make Himself known to you. He reminded me of this truth a few moments ago. As I was browsing on Facebook, I kept coming across photos and statuses of people’s weddings and anniversaries. Don't get me wrong, I love weddings. I love marriage. But for some reason this morning, a wave of discontentment rolled over my heart. I want that, Lord. I want those flowers. I want that dress. I want a husband, too Lord. There are moments when I live in victory. There are moments I live in defeat. There are moments when I’m in the middle of the battle and I’m not sure which camp I’m in. And that my friend, is where I found myself this morning when the Lord spoke this truth from Psalm 46:

God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way, though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble at its swelling. There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, The holy habitation of the Most High. God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved; God will help her when morning dawns.

I praise God for that river. I praise Him for giving me the only thing that could ever fully sustain me. I thank Him for Jesus. For the grace and mercy that flows in the city of God. Let my heart be glad. Dear Lord Jesus, help me be content. Help me remember Your goodness. Help me remember You are in control over all things.