It is Sunday morning and I had my coffee and creamer, and will get ready for church soon.
I feel conflicted about how this week has gone: I had my book signing at The Carpenter’s Cup bookstore, was able to spend time this week with our kids and grandkids (eating pizza at Mazzio’s and taking our granddaughters bowling), joined a ladies’ Bible study on Priscilla Shirer’s book The Armor of God, but Ray and I are at each other’s throats again, which started this time over a stupid ceiling fan not working.
Heather & Leah–Mazzio’s Pizza
pepperoni-pizza
Annabelle & Violet bowling
I think life is just that way, though. As Charles Dickens’ book A Tale of Two Cities says, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…”. A mixture of the good and bad. All of it sacred and for the purpose of glorifying God.
woman worshipping
This week as I was driving in the car (my prayer-mobile), I was worshipping, listening to K-Love radio station.
Even though my heart felt heavy about some things, I chose to praise and worship God. I gave Him my broken hallelujah, the name of a song by The Afters. You can watch the YouTube video here: Broken Hallelujah
The lyrics say:
Everything is crashing down,
And I wonder where you are.
I don’t always know what to say,
But you’re the one that can hear my heart.
I know you make beauty from these ashes.
On my knees, I call your name.
Here’s my broken hallelujah.
With nothing left to hold onto,
I raise these empty hands to you.
Here’s my broken, here’s my broken,
Hallelujah [x3]
(Here’s my broken)
Hallelujah
You know the story of every tear.
‘Cause you’ve been here from the very start.
I know you make beauty from these ashes.
woman looking out window
Yes, God knows the story of every tear you shed and He makes beauty from ashes.
Keep your praise and worship on…in the best of times and in the worst of times. Focus on Jesus. All these things are wrapping up soon. (Revelation 1:7)