Lord, in the daytime stars can be seen from deepest wells, and the deeper the wells the brighter Thy stars shine; let me find Thy light in my darkness, Thy life in my death, Thy joy in my sorrow, Thy grace in my sin, Thy riches in my poverty, Thy glory in my valley. ~ From The Valley of Vision, a collection of Puritan prayers.
I have seen His glory in the valleys. I have fixated on shining stars from the depths of more than one well. This story of ours is messy and hard and continuing.
And grace overflows and joy comes in the morning and always He provides for us and I see it. I truly do.
But today, today it seems I am challenged more than I ever have been to see the hope, the glory, the grace in someone else’s story.
Tears are pouring from the depths of my heart for this dear one whom I love so much and Lord, I want to believe it, but entrusting her pain to You is proving to be infinitely harder than relinquishing mine.
And I know the wind is boisterous … but her eyes are fixed on Him and the temptation is to sink, but instead we cry out “Lord save me!”
And He does.
And I sing praise to a merciful Father who comforts her even as I wrestle.
Surely God is good through each weary step through the lowest of valleys, and the end of the journey has already been written in the blood of a Savior on a rough hewn cross.
And this precious loved one sent me this in the middle of the fight of her life … “Forgetting what is behind and straining towards what is ahead … the prize is so much greater than anything I can have on this earth.”
The view from the well is daunting. But the stars … oh the stars.