It's Not About How I Feel

"1I will bless the LORD at all times; his praise shall continually be in my mouth. 2My soul makes its boast in the LORD; let the humble hear and be glad.3Oh, magnify the LORD with me, and let us exalt his name together! 4I sought the LORD, and he answered me and delivered me from all my fears. 5Those who look to him are radiant, and their faces shall never be ashamed. -8Oh, taste and see that the LORD is good!" - Psalm 34:1-5 & 8

As I drove to work this morning, tired from the weeks busy days and late hours, I was still refreshed as I considered all that the Lord has done for me. How gracious of God to allow me to come into His presence each day. The really exciting part about that is that we don't have to wait in line or take a number to be near Him, but we can approach His throne of grace anytime throughout the day and as many times as we want! We don't ever have to worry about Him turning us away or our interrupting Him. He desires us to come to Him and spend time at His feet. The Lord used the to words to the song below, to speak to my tired heart this morning and remember that in light of who He is and all He has done, He deserves my enthusiastic and passionate praise. How great is our God?!

~EVEN WHEN~

This week, I prayed, one time

My phone, it rang, I put You on the other line

And now my thoughts they drift around

My knees remain unacquainted with the ground

Unless my faith is put to the test and I am forced to bow

Although I'm in this flesh it doesn't mean

You shouldn't have the best from me, from me

Even when my eyes are dry

even when my soul is tired

even when my hands are heavy,

I will lift them up to You

It's not about how I feel, oh Lord

I exist for you

I close my eyes but all I see

Is a background of black, bouncy squiggly lines

And this week's mistakes coming back to mind but

I will lift my voice and make a joyful sound

Forget about me, I only get me down

Although I cannot see it doesn't mean

I shouldn't sing to You, to You

You've given me Your life and have held mine together yet I find

Excuses to slouch in my pew

But when glory divine

Is sitting in my very presence, the least that I can do

Is give my all to You, give my all to You

Even when my eyes are dry
even when my soul is tired
even when my hands are heavy,
I will lift them up to You
It's not about how I feel, oh Lord
I exist for you