New Update Coming Soon

Good Morning!

I just wanted to let you know that I hope to have a new issue published this weekend. I've been praying for a better solution so we can update monthly instead of quarterly. I think I've found it.

Thanks for your prayers and reading!

Shout to the Lord

I sing for joy at the work of Your hands
Forever I'll love you, forever I'll stand
Nothing compares to the promise I have in you...
(Shout to the Lord by Darlene Zschech)

This song always reminds me of the fact that I don’t trust in the promises of God. It’s probably because I am too grounded in unpredictable earthly results, instead of heavenly guarantees.

“Nothing compares to the promise I have in you,” goes the song. I immediately rush to assume that this promise is the promise of a husband and no man will be able to compare to the one that God has promised me. And at the same time, I struggle to hope and believe that’s what my promise is.

Recently, I was at a wedding and I sang this song with a new meaning. Perhaps for the first time I sang with an accurate understanding of the “promises.”

What am I am promised cannot be compared to the addition into my life of a sinful man who may just happen to love me best of all women. It sounds so trite, so prosaic, so utterly too Christian to be any earthly good. But really for me, this realization was a long time coming.

The promise is of glorification - of seeing God in all his glory and me as I should be. Being able to communicate and worship in more dimensions than our finite body can understand or comprehend at this mere sinful human level.

In light of the fact that my own sinfulness and brokenness sees only promises that are tangible, now gives credence to our stunted ideas of what these incomparable promises really are. Nothing on earth can compare to the forever kind of love and standing that we will one day experience. Not even a long anticipated husband. Face it, as longs as we are fallen creatures there will be days when we don’t love God or believe in his promises or be able to stand. However, we do have the promise of forever.

I was surprise by how comforting this revelation was to me. I almost felt completely ok with not having a husband or the prospect of one.