Our God, your glory's just as great
On the gray and gloomy days
When hope is weak and has to wait
And we're puzzled by your ways.
We know the waiting's just a test
That will show our faith in you.
Your ways aren't clear, but they are best.
In the end, you're always true.
Our troubles burn and press and pierce,
But we're made for things above.
These clouds so dark and wide and fierce
Come with linings of your love.
You lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it,
and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
(Job 30:22 ESV)
Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.
(James 1:2-4 ESV)
Is your world buffeted by stormy trials today? If so, I've posted this for you--and for myself when those days come to me. Our hopes and our joy must focus not on our circumstances, but on our faithful Lord.