LORD – I’ll not question You
As I did in the days of my youth –
Doubting Your faithfulness – of
Your love demanding proof
Patiently you pitied me
When bruised – my torn heart bled
Gushers of grief – You knew and
You always know – You bled
You bled on Calvary – Each
Drop of Your life trickled down
For us – gushing from Your
Side Your love poured down
With each tear – each wail – each burst
Of painful loss that stabs my soul –
I know You weep with me –
Yet You say to me – Let’s roll
Gathering up the strength You give
Me faithfully – my LORD – Let’s roll –
Your plan that I don’t understand –
Is best for us – I’ll trust
Carol Ann Hoel © July 18, 2011
Isaiah 53:3-11 – The Bible (KJV) – He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not. Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all. He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth. He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: for the transgression of my people was he stricken. And he made his grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death; because he had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth. Yet it pleased the LORD to bruise him; he hath put him to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the LORD shall prosper in his hand. He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many; for he shall bear their iniquities.
My prayer and hope is that you feel lifted up on eagle’s wings. You are precious in the eyes of God; you always will be. If you feel doubt, anger, or are perplexed, I want to remind you (because I know you know it) that God can take it all. God doesn’t mind what we say or how we feel about Her, as long as we talk to Him, and share with Her, because God can and will transform everything into something new, something beautiful, something good.
Thank you, Paula. God is good. When I was young and became angry over my troubles, Jesus was just the same as always toward me. He didn’t scold me. He comforted me. Our God has compassion on the afflicted. Because he had compassion on me in the past when I hurt, I’ve learned to trust Him when life takes a turn that I don’t like or understand. I know God is good. Thank you for bringing up this point. I wouldn’t want anyone to think that we must keep a stiff upper lip and be strong to have the love and support of Jesus. Thank you for your prayers. Blessings to you, Paula…
“Lord, I’ll not question You” Probably one of the hardest things with so much grief and suffering. The model is the Pilgrims. Just over a hundred left England, 10 died on the voyage and half that were left perished in that first winter. Not a hint of questioning faith. t
Great observation, Carl. The Pilgrims were accustomed to being persecuted for their faith. Hard times were normal for them.
God gives us the grace we need for the struggles he allows in our lives. I am thankful for the mercy and grace of God. Thank you for your comment, Carl. Blessings to you…
continue to claim Christ’s love for you and your husband. Jesus is beautiful, and His love never fails, it renews us at our rest, in the morning, and each time we cry out to Him.
Let it roll, as you say…you are safe in the cleft of the Rock, in the Potter’s hand…
though we often don’t understand why or where God leads…when we follow, there are streams in the desert of our souls.
Thank you for your sweet and insightful comment. We are claiming Christ’s love, and resting in the prayers that have surrounded us. The Lord is faithful. When I cry out, soon after the period of my pain gives way to sweet peace. I know in whom I have believed, that He is able. Thank you for your sweet admonitions and encouragement.
Yesterday my hubby was too weak to hold up his head. I held up his head and fed him and gave him drink. With Alzheimer’s he could forget me. He may not be able to remember me, but at least I want him to like me, so I’m staying on the food chain. Ha! Food, glorious food, and I am the one feeding him. We learn from our pets who rates. It’s not the hand that pets, but the hand that puts down the gravy train. 🙂
Today when I arrived, I was shocked to see him strong and alert!!! He actually spoke a word and shook his head, yes! I see recovery coming! God is good. Blessings to you, Jane…
Thank you, Laura. Blessings to you…
I’m just getting caught up with my cyber friends after being away for a few days. I’m so sorry to hear of your husband’s stroke, Carol Ann, but hope that today’s improvement is a promise of better days ahead. My father had Alzheimer’s and in later years a stroke… so I know how difficult a combination it can be to cope with. My prayers are with you.
Thank you, Carol. I appreciate your prayers and your comment. You know what Alzheimer’s all about, since your father had it and a stroke, too. We have been very blessed for the past two years since his diagnosis. I am thankful that he has received good care in the hospital after the stroke. I am hoping that physical therapy and speech therapy in this skilled nursing center will help him recover some of his loss from the stroke. Thanks again, Carol. Blessings to you…
Beautiful poem. Your courage and faith are an inspiration to me.
Thank you, Janna. We have a beautiful Savior and Lord. Thank you for stopping by and for your kind comment. Blessings to you…
What a beautiful tribute to our Lord. Blessings to you and your husband, Carol Ann – always.
Thank you, Bonnie. I appreciate your encouragement. Thank you for stopping by. Blessings to you, always…
Lovely thoughts this morning and what a reminder of God’s faithfulness, purpose and plans for our lives in the midst our plans. Blessings to you and your hubby Carol, Jeanne
Thank you, Jeanne. I appreciate your stopping by and your comment. I couldn’t get through this trial without believing wholeheartedly that my husband is benefiting eternally by and because of the times that the Lord shuts out from his awareness all else but Himself.
Thank you for being who you are, Jeanne. You have a tender heart, and you are a servant of the Most High God. Blessings to you…
I’ve always heard the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. When those of us on the outside observe the lives of those facing adversity, we can easily identify the ones who have been through the fire. Your faith shines like pure gold, Carol. I am honored to have met you through blogging. Blessings, sweet lady.
Aw. You say such kind words. Thank you for always encouraging me. Thank you for your prayers.
A friend went with me today to visit my husband. We stayed almost the entire day. We left only to go to the grocery store and take the stuff home that we purchased. He was in a pleasant mood. I think when his back is aching, weariness causes him to slump over and zone out, but today he was very alert, smiled, and sat up straight. Apparently, his back wasn’t hurting. He has a herniated disk that acts up. I’m sure a stroke didn’t help it any. I expect him to recover when I see days like this.
Thanks again, Patti. Blessings to you…
you are a true child of God. i know it without doubt that you will never question God’s ways, thats why you are so brave, strong and kind.
lots of love.
Thank you, Trisha, for your kind words. I appreciate you. Blessings to you…