“When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love”

Tonight, my mom left comments through my Facebook pictures, mainly of her grandchildren.  One picture was of the lyrics to “Because He Lives.”  She wrote how much she needed to read that because she felt a little depressed.

We all get a little depressed every now and then.  Sometimes I think it really starts to hit you when you reach your teens and see that the world isn’t so warm.  I think that’s when every person needs to hear that the reason why life is like that is because this is not our home.  Then, I believe depression hits even harder after the kids are grown and you start to look at the “golden” years when you worry about your senses, your health, your spouse, your ability, your sanity, and even your memories and most of all, being remembered.

There was one picture of my two daughters that I wrote “I stare at them…” as a caption.  She added, “that’s how I used to stare at all of you, even til now.”  It made me realize how much I feel helpless to time.  It made me realize that there are more things to fear than money.  And there are things that I can never help.

Those are the moments I really just pray the God fills, because I cannot. I cannot change hearts but He can.  I cannot comfort with promises, but He can.  And as I grow older, I realize just how much God breaks me to really trust Him…because of my helplessness.

So the lyrics above are for my mom.  It’s a sentiment I wish I could carry out but my ability is so limited.  So I offer them as a reminder that even if I cannot save her, God’s song resembles those words, and He can deliver on those promises.  

The LORD your God is in your midst,
a mighty one who will save;
he will rejoice over you with gladness;
he will quiet you by his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing.
-Zephaniah 3:17 

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Thank you Lord, for always loving those I love.  I know so many times, I wish I could stop them from hurting, from sickness, from worry, and all I can do is sometimes dwell in frustration, but I submit them to Your keeping because I know if you care for even the sparrow, you care infinitely more for your children.  And just like you have plans for a tree, you have plans for them.  But tonight, please show your love to my parents.  Sing this song over them.