Praise Him in the Storms!

Sometimes... actually, a lot of the time... I look around at Christians going through hard times or even some in reality not-so-bad times with their heads hung low and their doubts raised high. I wonder, do we even deserve a smooth life if as those who have been saved from sin and Hell can't learn to praise God in the storms? I mean, we've had Someone DIE in place of us! Jesus was crucified on a cross... He Who knew no sin became sin FOR US. And yet we hold our hands out saying "Please sir, I want some more?"

I'm not at all saying we can't mourn, can't weep, can't be frustrated. I completely believe that grief is one of the strongest salves for healing and a way to just say "this matters". I'm all for affirming the fact that we live in a cursed world and it can really hurt at times. What I am saying is that I believe despite that God is simply waiting for us to just praise Him in the storms. Shouldn't He always be our ONE reason to hold on, to be thankful, and to keep praising?

Casting Crowns sings my absolute favorite song and it is along these lines:


"Praise You In This Storm"

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.
As the thunder rolls
I barely hear Your whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away.

And I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For 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 to You
You raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on
If I can't find You.
But as the thunder rolls
I barely hear Your whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away.

And I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For 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 lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth.
I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth!

And I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For 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.


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