“… the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea that is driven and
tossed by the wind.”
(James 1:6)
Why have You hidden Your face from me Father?
My soul is unsettled, tossed around by the winds of uncertainty
My mind is a Sargasso Sea of truths and lies, how do I tell which
is which?
How long will You keep me here in this entangled mess?
My heart sinks and my guts rise like the waves
Thunderclouds of doubt obscure the Sun
Searching but not finding
Yearning but no receiving
When will I gaze upon glory again?
How long till I see your face?
Still I will praise Your Name
For you brought me out of darkness into light
From death into life
What have I but Your grace to me?
Such is the mystery of the trial:
That in the relentless tumult of the tempest
My soul is secure
sure and steadfast
Anchored to the Rock who was cleft for me.
“We have this as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul, a hope
that enters into the inner place behind the curtain”
(Hebrews 6:19)
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