Unredeemed

My goal for Holy Week is to post every day - just what I'm meditating on. Today, my heart ponders His amazing promises. The title is taken from a new song from one of my favorite Christian groups, Selah, that will be out with their new album in August. I got a sneak peak from Angie, whose husband Todd is in the group. Today would be their daughter Audrey's first birthday...

I love reading the books of prophecy. I didn't always, but sometime during my undergrad years my eyes were opened to the beauty of God's love for us as portrayed through His dealings with Israel. God's been pruning me quite a bit lately and, as the term suggests, it hasn't been pleasant. And yet there is joy because the fact that I am being pruned means I am indeed grafted onto His branches, and pruning allows for growth.

Still, there is one question ever before me...one prayer that escapes my lips...one thought that drives me to my knees in tears day after day. How many dreams do I have to put to death before You say it's enough? When will this trial be over? When will the season of singing arrive? Don't You want me to be happy?

The answer to that last question is "No." Happiness has nothing to do with it. Everything is for His glory, to make me more like Him. And so I'll keep laying it down, waiting for the day when He decides to lift His hand...

"I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten...and you will praise the name of the Lord your God..."

"Comfort, comfort my people, says your God. Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and proclaim to her that her hard service has been completed, that her sin has been paid for, that she has received from the Lord's hard double for all her sins."

I don't know what He's doing right now. But I will continue to move forward, trusting that His way is right.

None of this will be left unredeemed, in my life or in yours. Not one tear is wasted.

Here's the song:

The cruelest words, the coldest heart
The deepest wounds, the endless dark
The lonely ache, the burning tears
The bitter night, the wasted years
Life breaks and falls aparat
But we know these are
Places where grace is
Soon to be so amazing
They may be unfulfilled
They may be unrestored
But when anything that's shattered is laid before the Lord
Just watch and see
It will not be
Unredeemed

For every choice that led to shame
And all the love that never came
For every vow that someone broke
And every life that gave up hope
We live in the shadow of the fall
But the cross says these are all
Places where grace is
Soon to be so amazing
They may be unfulfilled, they may be unrestored
But when anything that's shattered is laid before the Lord
Just watch and see
It will not be
Unredeemed