Day By Day

Day by day, and with each passing moment,
Strength I find to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,
I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He, whose heart is kind beyond all measure,
Gives unto each day what He deems best,
Lovingly its part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.

Every day the Lord Himself is near me,
With a special mercy for each hour;
All my cares He fain would bear and cheer me,
He whose name is Counselor and Pow’r.
The protection of His child and treasure
Is a charge that on Himself He laid;
“As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,"

This the pledge to me He made.

Help me then, in every tribulation,
So to trust Thy promises, O Lord,
That I lose not faith’s sweet consolation,
Offered me within Thy holy Word.
Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,
E’er to take, as from a father’s hand,
One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
Till with Christ the Lord I stand.

Day by day. And this is what I keep returning to. Yes, I still have my moments - moments of intense doubt when fear threatens to suffocate joy right out of me. But the Prince of Peace rules over all. 

 

Even when the words are 'confusion,' 'questioning,' and 'uncertainty,' the tone of their utterance is clear and calm. Only He can do that.

Walking with Him has never taken so much of all my strength, and I have never been so blessed to be so drained into Him. I pray that this emptying out of me into nothing but raw dependency on Him is the preparation He intends for the next year. He has filled me up this year more than ever before, because I asked Him to, and He is faithful. It has only made me ravenously more hungry for Him. How much more could He fill me this next year? 

Yes, I want to take these days from my Father's hand, trusting that each one will bring me closer into the fellowship of His Son. And He does mingle overwhelming blessings with the fellowship of His suffering as we learn obedience to the Father.

 

Day by day...