God is Good, All the Time

I listened to Point of Grace’s song You Are Good on repeat today. For over an hour.

The country adventures abound here lately. Oh yeah, I’ve got stories. Mud coming out of all our taps for several days last week. 24 hours without water at all. Dh working till 1 A.M. in “blizzard” conditions installing a new pump and air tank down at our well’s pump house. Getting my eyebrows and hairline singed to frizzles from a too close encounter with our corn stove. Running out of corn for our corn stove on a six degree winter’s night. Having worsening water pressure problems thanks to the dirt-in-our-plumbing experience of earlier last week culminating in our having no hot water to the bathtub, and no cold water to the bathroom sink (?)…the result of which meant tearing into the wall surrounding the bath/shower area. And just like that, we’re in the midst of a mini-remodeling project. Oh, and this morning, the guy delivering a load of corn (at $5.10 a bushel) got stuck twice turning around in my yard. I’ve got ruts the height of Mt. Everest out there, and the whole frustrating process took two hours, not to mention, me and the skid steer couldn’t get the man unstuck. Nope, it took my father in law and hubby, and by that time, I couldn’t feel my face or my fingers.

Whew. I hate to be such a whiner, because I know all too well it could have been much much worse. All my loved ones are intact, body and soul. We have a home. We live in America. God is good.

I recently read Summer by Karen Kingsbury, and in it, she brought up the point that God sometimes speaks to us with a gentle whisper…and I think that when we’re going through hard things, whether they’re just a bunch of annoying little hardships such as I’ve listed above, or real heart-wrenching issues–when we’re going through these things, and consciously decide to accept them and give thanks for them, the Lord honors that sacrifice.

And I think it brings Him great joy to see us looking up despite our circumstances. Every one of the past few days has had its share of “gently whispered” blessings. Some I didn’t even have to look hard to find, while others kind of crept up on me.

Anyway. After the corn delivery, I came in, peeled potatoes for soup and listened to this song (see lyrics below). And tears of joy and pain mingled on their way down my cheeks. (I especially love the fourth stanza down…)

 

You Are Good

~Point Of Grace~

When the sun starts to rise and I open my eyes, you are good, so good
In the heat of the day with each stone that I lay, you are so good
With every breath I take in, I’ll tell you I’m grateful again
When the moon rises high before each kiss goodnight, you are good

When the road starts to turn, around each bend I’ve learned you are good, so good
And when somebody’s hand holds me up, helps me stand you are so good
With every breath I take in, I’ll tell you I’m grateful again
Cause it’s more than enough just to know I am loved and you are good

So how can I thank you? What can I bring? What can a poor man lay at the feet of the King?
So I’ll sing you a love son, it’s all that I have To tell you I’m grateful for holding my life in your hands

When it’s dark and it’s cold, and I can’t feel my soul you are still good
When the world has gone gray and the rain’s here to stay you are still good
With every breath I take in, I’ll tell you I’m grateful again
And the storm may swell, even then it is well, and you are good

CHORUS
So I’ll sing you a love song, it’s all that I have To tell you I’m grateful for holding my life in your hands

You are holding my life in your hands.