I love music. I tend to find a song I like and listen to it until I'm sick of it. When I'm going through difficult times I have songs I like to listen to These are just two of those songs. For some reason, I feel compelled to share them with you. My song of the moment is : "I Will Praise You in This Storm" . It is sung by Casting Crowns and comes off of their album entitled "Lifesong"
I was sure by now, God, 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.
(chorus)As the thunder rolls, I barely hear you whisper through the rain, "I'm with you" and as Your mercy falls, I raise my hand and praise the God who gives and takes away.
I will praise you in this storm and I will lift my hands, because 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 you raised me up again, my strength is almost gone, how can I carry on, if I can't find you?
I lift my eyes unto the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord the maker of the heaven and earth.
My second song is named "Held". It is sung by Natalie Grant and is off of her "Awaken" CD. I first started listening to it after Hurricane Katrina. I thought how it may be comforting to those going through that situation. Just one short month later I was listening to it and crying as Riley lay in the hospital.
Two months is too little. They let him go. They had no sudden healing. To think that Providence would take a child from his mother while she prays is appalling. Who told us we'd be rescued? What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares? We're asking why this happens to us who have died to live. It's unfair.
(chorus) This is what it means to be held. How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life and you survive. This is what it is to be loved and to know that the promise was when everything fell we'd be held.
This hand is bitterness. We want to taste it, let our hatred numb our sorrows. The wise hand opens slowly to Lilies of the Valley and tomorrow.
If hope is born of suffering, if this only the beginning, can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?
So, do you have any songs you listen to for comfort? I also have some I listen to when I'm in a good mood. I'll share those later.