I play a song on repeat the past few days. In the past its words have comforted a sad or discouraged me, but these days they are speaking to a thankful soul. There have been seasons of life where I stare at the muddled mess around me, where I play pick-up sticks with the pieces, careful to not upset more places. There have been seasons where the discouragement is in abundance, where the slightest hope that there is more somewhere and soon is too much to hope. But there have rarely been seasons of complete trust that today is marked by Thus Fars and thankfulness.
The strange thing is that the circumstances remain the same, the current affairs are still present and the world still spins madly on. Nothing has changed much, but I am hopeful. I am filled with hope not because I have a five year plan or even a five month plan--but because Thus Far it is enough. Up until this point, today, He has redeemed. He is redeeming and will continue to redeem, but today has been redeemed. We have set the day's tools aside and lit candles and said it is enough for today. We are made of earth and dirt, and to dirt we should return. Every night over again.
There is not much more to say than that.
I am learning that my soul has been redeemed from the pit of emptiness and there is no other appropriate response than a deep, welling sigh and a restful heart. His promises worked yesterday and they will not cease tomorrow.
You have redeemed my soul from the pit of emptiness
You have redeemed my soul from death
I was a hungry child, A dried up river
I was a burned out forest, And no one could do anything for me
But you put food in my body, Water in my dry bed
And to my blackened branches you brought the springtime green of new life
And nothing is impossible for you
Job 33--Waterdeep
