Praise You In This Storm
I was sure by now,
God you would have reached down,
And wiped our tears away,
Stepped in and saved the day,
But once again,
I say Amen, and it's still raining.
As the thunder rolls,
I barely hear your whisper through the rain,
"I'm with you"
And as your mercy falls,
I"ll raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away,
I'll praise you in the storm,
I will lift my hands,
You are who you are,
No matter where I am,
Every tear I've cried,
You hold in your hand,
You've never left my side,
And though my heart is torn,
I will praise you in this storm.
We recently found out that this last dose of Clomid did not work and I am not pregnant. We will be going to see the specialist on June 25th. Please continue to pray for us as we walk this journey clinging to each other and our faith in our Sovereign Lord. I am once again reminded,
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
Nor are your ways My ways," declares the Lord.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
So are My ways higher than your ways
And My thoughts than your thoughts."
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