Sinking ships

 Life can be so overwhelming at times and everything can feel like a sinking ship at one moment and perfect harmony on a mountain top the very next.

As my heart was pounding with anxiety the other day all it took to calm me down was hearing the nannies and the girls start singing sweet hymns at the top of their lungs praising God amidst so much heartache and disasters and grief in the world. I couldn’t help but have tears in my eyes. 

Amanda sat on the floor making a circle around her with building blocks and said “look Mommy Ellie I made an airplane so I can go visit God” 

“What are you going to tell Him when you get there, DaDa?” 

“mèsi”. 

She’s going to tell the King, “thank you.”

“Because even when I  walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid” psalm 23:4 

And even though “the wicked are stringing their bows and fitting their arrows on the bowstrings, the Lord still rules from heaven” psalm 11:2&4 

And even in this parched and weary land, your unfailing love is better than life itself. Psalm 63:1&3 

And even though I am overwhelmed, you alone know the way I should turn. You are all I really want in life. Psalm 142:3&5

For you are good, Lord. Nothing is to petty of an issue to bring to you. Nothing is too small to ask of You. You shut the mouths of lions and you split the ocean to make dry ground. You made mankind in your image and you called it good, very good. 

So I will trust you on the sinking ships and during the perfect harmonies. I will love you when the future is so fearful or when the present is so fruitful.  

You keep breathing in my lungs and I’ll keep breathing out your glory. 

You keep giving me life and I’ll keep giving it back to You. 

Mèsi is what I’ll tell you. Mèsi.