Devastated By Your Love

"You take my heart and tear it all apart and leave me helpless but not alone. 

I'm devastated by Your love, like a tree beneath the wind

Broken for the building of a cross before all men. 

The devastation of your love is so hard to understand 

that pain and perfect love could possibly go hand in hand. 

I'm not able, but You are able to bring forth life through any suffering or loss! 

No I'm not able,

But You are able!

When I am shaken what's left standing is your cross." - Dennis Jernigan 

Watch the whole song here: Devastated by Your Love

It's popular nowadays to say that God is in no sense responsible for the acutely difficult times that we all face. I don't get it. When passing through valleys of brokenness and troughs of hopelessness, I can't conjure a more lovely thought than that the infinitely wiser than me Creator-God, my Father and my friend, has so decided to personally arrange my steps in a way such that I walk into an intensely thick fog with an end unseen.

I don't understand why everybody does not earnestly desire a God about whom they can say with the psalmist in all verity (Psalm 119:75): "I know, O LORD, that your rules are righteous, and that in faithfulness you have afflicted me."

We can place the 'blame' for the cause of our affliction on our own bad choices. We can even place the 'blame' for the cause of our affliction on our own sinful attitudes. I don't know the circumstances that surrounded the crafting of Psalm 119, but the psalmist chose to say that in a very ultimate sense, it is because of the faithfulness of God that we are afflicted! I can in nowise consider a more trustworthy afflictor than the Savior that loves me with an infinite love! If He who sacrificed communion with the godhead so that I, John David Skinner could be adopted as one of His own sons, there isn't a chance in the universe in a moment of such comparative triviality, He would or even could ever leave me. 

I'm getting tired of trying to fill the God-shaped hole in my spirit with everything else. There is nothing else that is anywhere close to good enough. Jesus is so much sweeter.

He is my hope.

.DSN.