Confession time. These past few months have had some real low points. Days of melancholy have been aplenty. Annoyance with one another has been real. Being a leader and making decisions that are essentially lose-lose has been challenging. But, in watching the Pismo sky this week, the Lord settled my heart and spoke words of reassurance through well-known songs and scripture passages. He reminded me of His care. His faithfulness. His power. Song lyrics, like those from The Love of God or Oceans or This is My Father's World, kept running through my head. We returned home to another set of stricter gathering guidelines and all the hard decisions and sacrifices that come with that. But, I returned home also with a more peaceful heart and reminder that our world, crazy as it is right now, still belongs to God.
"This is my Father's world. I rest me in the thought of rocks and trees, of skies and seas. His hands the wonders wrought."
"Could we with ink the ocean fill, and were the sky of parchment made, were every stalk on earth a quill and every man a scribe by trade? To write the love of God above would drain the ocean dry. Nor could the scroll contain the whole, though stretched from sky to sky."
"I will call upon Your name. Keep my eyes above the waves. When oceans rise, my soul will rest in Your embrace. I am Yours and You are mine."
"The heavens declare the glory of God. The skies proclaim the works of his hands." Psalm 19:1.



































