My prayers...

God, how do I praise you in times like these? How do I surrender to you in times like these? I want to praise you, but I don't know how. How do I listen in times like these? How do I keep going in times like these? I'm broken and shattered yet my hands lift up to you unsure of what to do. Here is what's left. I can't do anything more. It's all you.

Me

Praise You in This Storm

I was sure by now that You would have reached down
and wiped our tears away.
Stepped in and saved the day
But once again, I say "Amen" and it's still raining.

I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry You raised me up again.
My strength is almost gone.
How can I carry on if I can't find You.

As the thunder rolls I barely hear You whisper through the rain.
"I'm with you" and as your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away

I'll praise You in this storm and I will lift my hands
For You are who You are no matter where I am.
Every tear I've cried You hold in Your hand.
You never left my side and though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm.

I lift my eyes unto the hills where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, Maker of heaven and earth.

Casting Crowns

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light-not our darkness- that most frightens us."

Marianne Williamson