The wisdom
of God is what I need,
For my way
alone is regretful indeed,
God, be my
strength and my song today,
So I neither waver nor wander
away.
The wisdom
of God is my only hope,
Only
through grace is there the way to cope,
Now, is
required my surrender for God’s Power,
Then a mystery unfolds to sustain
this hour.
***
Every now and then I get this
reminder; it’s a prompt from God himself.
In the pressure of the moment I
waver in my thinking, because my feeling is awry. Having become stressed I then
allow the enemy of my soul access to my thinking compartments. Then there is
confusion. Then, and only then, am I confounded for what to do. I have run the
opposite way from God and God does what God does best—he loves by letting go.
“Okay, Steve, I honour your
wisdom,” God says.
God lets us go into the mire of
our own making. But if we are diligent enough we will hear the sweet echo of
the Spirit calling us home—this voice of the Lord is gentle and humble.
This particular instance where I
strayed from the Lord involved, as it always does, an incident where I went
ahead in my own power. My own power is rather pathetic, but I believe in it at
the time.
Far better, it is, to commend the
moment to patience; for God will most certainly speak.
The Wisdom and Power of God In Our
Moment’s Need
When God is our strength and our
song he is our very present help in time of need.
Let’s get one thing clear: there
is always a need for God;
our need is eternal.
Having wandered my own way, and having
landed upon a parched creek bed, with every reminiscence about it like a
desert, I remained there overnight. But in the morning I turned back. In the
morning I went to God. In the morning I received power again.
This power of God resplendent in
surrender, to redeem the wisdom of God, is truly spectacular in ways to sustain
the present hour—the day; the season.
By this power, alone, is the only
way a believer can cope. Having trusted the Lord, once for all time, a
transaction occurs when we wander. We lose power. It is God’s way of getting
our attention. We are being succoured back to him who gives life.
© 2013 S. J. Wickham.
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