Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland (Isaiah 43:18-19, NIV).
This is a hard verse to swallow when you have reached a certain delicate age. (My number shall remain unspoken! You can tell yours if you want!)
I’ve been fighting a nasty infection that just won’t quit. Four doses of meds and yet it recurs. That’s why these verses put me over the edge this a.m. and I let God know it.
Then will the lame leap like a deer, and the mute tongue shout for joy. Water will gush forth in the wilderness and streams in the desert. (Isaiah 35:6, NIV)
And I said to God…
“God, if you are making a way in the dessert and streams in the wasteland they must be really deep, because the only moisture I see is in my eyes.”
And God pointed out …
In all this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that the proven genuineness of your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed. (1 Peter 1:6-7, NIV)
Pity parties are a bad choice, especially in old-er age!
Prayer-Lord, we promise to trust and praise you, even when we don’t feel like it. Amen.