Life sometimes throws us curveballs, surprises, unexpected twists and turns that make us shake our heads and think, "WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON?"
That's this summer. Without going into specifics, the past two months have been a rollercoaster of emotions and events- some good and some bad. We have the joy of having family live with us for an indefinite period of time, but for sad reasons. We've gotten up morning after morning waiting for good news and it's often bad. Fear and uncertainty sometimes cloud the days, and we go through the motions of life and meals and errands and jobs and trips and...stuff...not knowing what the future holds for our dear ones. It's hard. Hard to watch them be brave in the face of untold suffering.
In the midst of it all, our Rock is Jesus. There are days when all I can do is say His name, over and over, sometimes quietly, sometimes with tears, and sometimes as a shout or a wail. What else is there? When the darkness comes, there is no other name.
He is enough. In good times He's there. In hard times He's there. He is my favourite name of GOD, "Yahweh Shammah"... the God who is here. And there. Behind and before, under and above, beside and all around. Enfolding and holding and so very present. Closer than the air I breathe.
Jesus. Jesus. Precious Jesus. Yahweh Shammah. Here.
