We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love is way too much to give us lesser things
‘Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if the thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
And all the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know the pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
What if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise
Blessings by Laura Story
It’s kind of tough to be a Christian these days. Like the Christians in Rome adopted the symbol of the fish to identify each other, we’ve got the code word, “Blessing.” We tell each other to “Have a Blessed Day.” or “Be Blessed.” We answer the question, ‘How are you?” with “I’m blessed.” Both parties walk away from such encounters knowing they have been with a brother or sister.
But how can we “be blessed?” What control do we have over blessings? Don’t they come from God? Don’t we either have them or we don’t? Are we really blessed every day or even every time we say we are?
I’m learning that the blessed Follower often has no more blessing than the miserable one. He or she just can recognize His blessings. Sometimes we are just too self-centered or too much into our pity party to recognize blessings.
Other times the blessings just aren’t so obvious. Just as in Laura Story’s song. Sometimes they are disguised as raindrops, tears, sleepless nights or trials. Sometimes we just can’t see them because we forget or don’t trust His promises. We can’t seem to remember the evidences of His faithfulness.
Sometimes folks miss blessings because they fail to be a blessing. That’s the greatest blessing of all: to bless someone else. It doesn’t just do the someone else good. It does us good.
Be blessed. Really. In most ways it’s up to you.