I had never felt so hurt in my life.
The wound was deep, because it had come from another Christian. All I could bring to God that day were my tears.
As I cried, I felt a gentle nudge to read Isaiah 54. Opening my Bible to that passage, the first word I saw was sing.
Sing? I thought, but all I want to do is cry.
But I did sing, and I kept singing. I made worship a daily affair. I found that it lifted me out of depression, anger and hurt; it brought me closer to the presence of God.
When we focus on our wounds, it brings our minds low and our moods as well. But when we worship, it takes our focus off of ourselves and puts it onto our loving God, who is able to help us in all things. The whispers of the enemy are silenced in our worship time.
Take some time to grow closer to the Lord today by worshipping him in song.
Thanks for sharing your experience and reminding me to sing!
I like the clarity of your posts. They cut through the words to get to the deeds God calls on us to perform. Thanks for stopping by my blog.
Thanks Sarah! I also enjoyed reading your posts about prayer. That’s the direction I feel God leading me to write about.
This is great. There is nothing better to refresh us than to take our mind off of ourselves and on Christ. Worship is such a healing act.
This is so true, and it works.
Amen, sing to the Lord a new song, its a sweet gift from Him, to us, to Him and to us again. like the song that never ends.
🙂 I am a bow hunter I see the three fingers below knock shooting style I sometimes used that when I had a long bow too 🙂