You have called me to the impossible, forsaking the ways of the world and the wisdom of this culture. Everything around me says this can’t be done. People say You don’t do this. Many watch and scratch their heads. This makes no sense, this walk of faith.
People say the words that I say to myself. The words I battle in my heart and mind. That this doesn’t make sense. That this is impossible. Did You really call me to this? Will You see me through?
At what point do I say, “Never mind, I was wrong. I was a fool.” Do I ever reach that point?
Have I been wrong? Have I been a fool?
I’ve been a fool for You. For You only. (1 Cor. 1:25, 27)
I’ve said yes, Lord. Do it. Do whatever it takes to make me like You. To make me love like You. To live like You. To be like You. Do whatever it takes.
That was my only foolishness. Because You’ve answered.
You tested me in my vow. You’ve tried me. You’ve taken me through trials. Through fire. And through floods.
You’ve overwhelmed me. You’ve chastised me. You’ve crushed me, pressed me down, remade me, molded me, and raised me up.
Then You’ve done it all again. And again. And again.
Each time, making me a little more like You. Testing me and trying me. Strengthening me.
And I have become a marvel to many, mostly to myself. For You are, have been, and will be my strong refuge. (Psalm 71:7)
And my mouth is filled with praise (Ps. 71:8).
You have never forsaken me. It’s looked like it a few times, but You’ve always answered. Always supplied. You are always enough.
When my strength fails, when I am spoken against, when I doubt it all, You are there. You are my help.
I hope in You continually and I praise You more and more (Ps. 71:14).
And I declare Your strength, Your power, Your righteousness, forever and ever.
You are greatly to be praised.
Your works are many and beyond my comprehension.
I see them with my eyes. And I will praise You. I declare Your righteousness to all who will hear. You are worthy of praise. And I praise You.
