"You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, that my glory may sing Your praise and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever!"
Psalm 30:11-12
In the thick of pain, joy seems really hard to find. And definitely not dancing. Dancing just seems utterly impossible.
But God.
He delights to weave beauty through our sadness and give us reason to rejoice. To give us hope that transcends our grief and makes us able to rise up from the ashes, stand strong, and dance in gladness over His amazing works in our lives.
But He does it for a reason, and that's so we can praise Him, give Him thanks, and declare His glory to all who know our stories.
I've been in the dark of night, and I've watched this transformation happen. Sure, it takes time, and there will always be scars from the pain experienced. But my desire is that God be praised for all of it, because I certainly could never manufacture any joy on my own in the ache of such loss.
So look for me on the dance floor, friend, and we can rejoice together over His faithfulness in our lives.
1 comment:
This just filled me up with the reminder of the faithfulness of our God! He is so good! It's been 3 years since my husband went home, but the one thing that people remember about the time when he was sick and after he was gone was that I had joy. What a testimony to the goodness of our God! It's often a double blessing because when they mention it to me now it reminds me of His faithfulness!
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