laughing at the days to come

"she is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come." -Proverbs 31:25

Saturday, May 26, 2012

nothing in my hands i bring

well hello there! It's been quite a long while since I've stopped by. Let me catch you up.

i'm back, I'm back, I'm baaaaaaaackkk.
 My boxes have landed in Marietta once again for this SUMMER. How excited am I? VERY. However, with this comes a new set of fears, challenges, battles, and lessons. I'd by lying if I said that the past two weeks had been easy. They have been difficult and I'd rather not gloss over this, simply to make each blog post "perfect." I have wrestled and fought with the Lord and constantly been forced to deal with the brokenness of my own heart. These are not the easiest things to deal with, however, I am learning that they are good and beautiful in their own kinda way.

I could go into greater detail about the specific challenges that have come with this summer already, however to save time (and spare your own sanity) I would rather point you to the Word of God, which is feeding my soul right now. I am clinging to Hebrews 3:18, which says, "...Jesus Christ is the SAME yesterday, today, and forevermore." How beautiful it is to REST that Jesus is constant in an uncertain and ever changing world.

I am uncertain what this summer may bring; however I AM certain of one thing: My Lord is always the same! His love for me is steady, his grace for me is constant, and his power is always at work;
 even when I am dry, weak, and unfaithful.

Through the past two weeks, the Lord has been quick to remind me that I am incapable of doing anything without HIM. I will try to earn his love; I will chase the praise and love of others; I will convince myself that I can do this alone; I will believe the lie that I can change hearts...
including my own.

As I start the summer, I am particularly drawn to the words to one of my most favorite hymns. I love the simplicity. I love the way in which the words depict our helplessness and neediness.

I have nothing in my hands to bring this summer. I am clinging to the cross. I am coming to Him naked, begging to be dressed. I am aware of my desperate need to be rescued each day.

He has placed me right where I need to be. 



Rock of Ages: 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;
Save from wrath and make me pure.

Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee