Today, I began
building prayer focus for church family and friends around the theme of the Psalmist:
“Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him for the help of His countenance,” (Psalm
42:5).
Father,
please, if my brother is cast down like I often am, fill his heart with a
panting for Jesus (Psalm 42:1-2).
Part
way into the list the thoughts came together that we are commanded to be thankful
and to rejoice in the Lord.
And
please, Father, may my sister in Christ see the things You give for which she
can say “thank you,” and for which she can rejoice.
From
there, God brought to mind a poem written by William Cowper, who knew his
episodes of downcast soul. Thankfully, it’s in one of our hymn books.
“God
moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform;
He
plants His footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.
Ye
fearful saints, fresh courage take; the clouds you so much dread,
Are
big with mercy and shall break in blessings on your head.
Judge
not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace;
Behind
a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
His
purposes will ripen fast, unfolding every hour;
The
bud may have a bitter taste, but sweet will be the flower.
Blind
unbelief is sure to err, and scan His work in vain;
God
is His own interpreter, and He will make it plain.”
“May God make His face shine upon us and
be gracious to us.” (Numbers 6:25)
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