“It doesn’t matter if a million people tell you what you can’t do or if ten million tell you no. If you get one yes from God, that’s all you need.”
~ Tyler Perry
a psalm for when skies look dark
I go there to offer ideas I believe come from you. While I’m waiting, it seems to be the catalyst to stirring something exciting on one hand… a gift from you and promise on the horizon. Yet, in the midst of this, those I’ve come to see dismiss with but cursory glance. Advise me – again — to just wait on a different plan. .
And I’m left up against their ‘no.’ With their belief that anything other than their one idea just won’t work. And with waiting…
Am I pushing too hard? Can’t they see this is a means of earning – not just a whim or fancy?
I’m fighting to wield praise against what feels hopeless. Thinking how I keep spending what I really don’t have, just to try to sell an idea…and feeling like so much spent has just gone down the drain. Again.
I think I am listening to you, Lord, trying to follow your lead. Have I just been going ahead of you? If I don’t take chances… how will doors open?
I don’t have anyone else to be bringing in funds, I remind you. You know my needs…and the longing you put in me to bless others as you bless me…
The charcoal sky, black against the vibrancy of fall trees, reflects my mood with its threatening storm. I want to sing praise in the face of all these thoughts, but despondent is a cloak that just makes me want to hunker down… And I am silent.
Do not be discouraged, you whisper. My favor is on you. You have my ‘yes.’ Believe what I say, not what you see. The doors are for ME to open…
My mind is numb… but I listen to others uplifting your Word. I sup on your promise and a spirit of worship soaks into me. And over the hours of listening, like the radiance that splits a storm-crested sky to light the earth below with ethereal glow, I know… no matter how many ‘no’s’… all the gold is in your ‘yes.’ Because of you, the cares of life will not prevail against me…and you place provision in my path…
Thank you, Lord, I breathe then… and this momentary dam breaks. Greater are you against all that seems to hold me captive. You send your ministering angels out on my behalf. You turn my water into wine… Radiance awaits…
© Pam Depoyan
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Topic: Inspiration and Faith (My theme: Autumn Psalmbook)
storm photo: mine