I love when God speaks to me through songs.
Recently I battled hopelessness in regard to the waywardness of a loved one. This seemed true: the more I say and the more I pray, the worse things get. The situation seemed impossible. I felt heartbroken. I knew God was able, and it seemed in the past He intervened. Now the circumstance slid back to worse than ever in many ways.
After work one day I got in the car, and a song I never heard before came on the radio by one of my favorite Christian groups, Unspoken.
The theme of the song spoke to my weary soul loud and clear: “Don’t give up on a miracle.”
I realized I loomed close to that point.
Yet here was God speaking to me through these singers promising me a miracle. I thought I heard Him whisper, “The miracle is coming. Just wait.”
Maybe my first miracle won’t be what I desire: for this loved to draw close to Him and let go of the poor choices she’s making. Perhaps the miracle will be in my heart in regard to her, ie that I let go and no longer allow her ungodly life to get in the way of God’s calling on my life—to love her with God’s love no matter how much she hurts and rejects me and to spend more time writing the truth. Or my miracle could be that I will be released from weariness and worry in regard to the situation and draw closer and closer to God as she backs further and further away.
I decided to see what’s happened so far as God bringing this person to the end of her rope, so she has nowhere to turn but to Him. I want her to turn to Him, but I accept it may not happen–at least not any time soon. But I refuse to allow this to rob me of joy.
Lately I battle guilt over my wrong choices in dealing with this wayward soul. I failed to set boundaries, and I failed to speak the truth in love but at times just allowed this person to mistreat me. And so many other wrongs on my part come to mind.
The thought just came to me that as I deal with this situation and my heartbreak, it’s like going through grief. I battle with the stages described by those who study the grief process: denial, anger, guilt, bargaining, depression…The final stage is acceptance. I’m moving closer to it, and that in itself is a miracle.
This I know for sure: I’m not going through this alone. God remains with me to offer comfort, counsel, courage until the miracle in this loved one’s life comes.
I will not give up on prayer, on drawing close to Him, or on remaining daily in His Word. I look forward to God speaking to me more through songs in the days ahead. Some days in the past He gave me a new song which touched my soul. Here’s the chorus of one God gave me a number of years ago during other difficult circumstances. I played it on my guitar today and sang it to myself, to God, and against the devil.
My life changes,
But nothing changes
When it comes to You.
You’re always there
To hear my prayer.
You are faithful and true.
Nothing ever changes
When it comes to You.
I remember years ago my Bible study teacher asked, “What’s the prerequisite for a miracle?”
Then she gave the answer: “an impossible situation.”
I love that our God delights to do what others and my mind say is impossible.
Today I reflect on the many miracles God brought to me over the years, which reminded me this situation is not too difficult for Him. Matthew 19:26 proclaims that truth: “With God all things are possible.”
I refuse to give up on this wandering soul or on the miracle I pray for her.
Lord, I thank You in advance for the miracle that’s on the way.
“Miracle” by Unspoken