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No poll on this one...just think about it.
On Sat, Feb 19, a worship leader of the church I used to attend had a... (can't find the words)
The family's 13y/o daughter had been sick most of the week with a fever, etc. On Saturday, almost without warning, she died. As you could try to imagine (I can't), it was/is/will be a terrible blow to the family.
Visitation was Tues and Wed, with the funeral on Thursday.
Here's the point of this thread: Wed night, the family started an impromptu worship service at the funeral home. For more than 45 minutes, they sang praises and played guitar to the Glory of God.
Here's what's been on my mind. I don't have kids, but...if I did, and if one died, would I be able to do what they did? Would I be so passionately and hopelessly sold-out to God that in the midst of the most incredible pain and agony I'd ever experienced that I could praise God with everything I am?
I hope no one who reads this ever has to go through that kind of pain. I don't believe it's possible to know for sure what you are until you go through something like that. Yeah, I can say that "Sure, I would..." but could I?
YouTube - Casting Crowns-"Praise You In This Storm" (live)
Praise You in This Storm- Casting Crowns
I was sure by now,God, that You would have reached down
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.
And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone how can I carry on
if I can't find You
and as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
On Sat, Feb 19, a worship leader of the church I used to attend had a... (can't find the words)
The family's 13y/o daughter had been sick most of the week with a fever, etc. On Saturday, almost without warning, she died. As you could try to imagine (I can't), it was/is/will be a terrible blow to the family.
Visitation was Tues and Wed, with the funeral on Thursday.
Here's the point of this thread: Wed night, the family started an impromptu worship service at the funeral home. For more than 45 minutes, they sang praises and played guitar to the Glory of God.
Here's what's been on my mind. I don't have kids, but...if I did, and if one died, would I be able to do what they did? Would I be so passionately and hopelessly sold-out to God that in the midst of the most incredible pain and agony I'd ever experienced that I could praise God with everything I am?
I hope no one who reads this ever has to go through that kind of pain. I don't believe it's possible to know for sure what you are until you go through something like that. Yeah, I can say that "Sure, I would..." but could I?
YouTube - Casting Crowns-"Praise You In This Storm" (live)
Praise You in This Storm- Casting Crowns
I was sure by now,God, that You would have reached down
and wiped our tears away,
stepped in and saved the day.
But once again, I say amen
and it's still raining
as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away.
And I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
no matter where I am
and every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to You
and raised me up again
my strength is almost gone how can I carry on
if I can't find You
and as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
and as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
the God who gives and takes away
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth
I lift my eyes onto the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth