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.