Day 23 ~ These Things I Remember…

One of my earliest childhood memories is of sitting on my back porch step, pouring out my little heart to my loyal dog, Roscoe.  I don’t remember what egregious violation I felt had occurred against me (there are many when you’re a tender-hearted four year old!) but Roscoe was getting an ear full, and I remember telling him he was my only friend – that he was the only one who cared about me.  (Ok, so, I was a dramatic kid….)

I realized not too long ago that another one of my earliest memories took place on that same back step, and again, I was pouring out my heart, but this time it wasn’t to Roscoe (though I’m sure he was nearby.)

This time I remember looking up at the sky and talking to God.

I’ve tried to recall, without success, what the content of that prayer was, but it’s not a stretch to imagine it was very similar to my talk with Roscoe, but that really doesn’t matter – what I realized with that memory is that I’ve had an awareness of God quite literally all of my life, and not only an awareness, but a relationship……

I don’t know why God became so real to me at such an early age, but I am so very thankful. The two of us weathered many tough childhood and teenage storms together, and I learned to trust Him completely.

 I often didn’t understand why things happened, but my belief that God was with me has always been secure.

Always.

If my childhood was dotted with storms, the last several years have been a combination of hurricanes, tsunamis, tornadoes & earthquakes!  And I have had a choice to make – as we all do – whether or not to continue to believe that God is truly “faithful forever.”  So, it’s with that in mind that I share this song by Chris Tomlin:

 “I lift my hands to believe again, you are my refuge, you are my strength.  As I pour out my heart, these things I remember….

you are faithful God, forever.”  

I wish I could give my four year old self a great big hug, and thank her for being dramatic enough to believe God would hear her heart’s cry from the back step!  I think God knew….so long ago….that I would need a rock-solid faith to see me through the dark days to come.

There are still so many things I don’t understand, and I am beginning to think I just never will, but love, mercy, purpose….these are renewed day by day.

 He is the Healer, you know.…I hope you can take a moment to be still and let that truth wash over you.

In God’s steadfast love,

Shellie

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I Lift My Hands
Chris Tomlin

Be still, there is a healer
His love is deeper than the sea
His mercy, it is unfailing
His arms are a fortress for the weak

Let faith arise
Let faith ariseI lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart, these things I remember
You are faithful, God, foreverBe still, there is a river
That flows from Calvary’s tree
A fountain for the thirsty
Pure grace that washes over me

So let faith arise
Let faith arise
Open my eyes
Open my eyes

I lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart, these things I remember
You are faithful, God
You are faithful, God, forever

I lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart
These things, I remember
You are faithful, God, forever

Let faith arise, let faith arise
Open my eyes, open my eyes
Let faith arise, let faith arise
Open my eyes, open my eyes

I lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart
These things, I remember
You are faithful, God, forever

And I lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart
These things, I remember
You are faithful, God
You are faithful, God, forever

Let faith arise
Let faith arise

 

About Shellie

Welcome ~ I am a mom, a wife, a friend, a sister, a daughter, a dreamer and a writer. But most of all I am a woman of faith - I have a deep longing to know and love....God.
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