In, over my head

To walk before God
To commune with God
To trust and trust again
In God when everything
In you wants to turn around.
To have a firm faith,
When your every moment
Discourages your faith
More time than you can count.

In Christ.
Brothers and sisters,
We are surely in, and over our heads.
Our flesh needs to die each day.
And our new hearts,
Hearts implanted in us
By God Himself, desires Christ
And Christ alone.
But the going always gets hard,
You can count on that.
And the enemy will always
shout his lies the loudest,
in your weakness.

Did God really say that?
Is the Bible really the Word of God?
How can God be silent if He really
loves you?
But God’s ways are infinitely above
ours, as far as the heaven
is from the earth.
And His understanding
No one can fathom.
No one.
Surely,
It’s over our heads.

But we keep walking firmly
Before our God
We hold on to our Bibles
as if we are holding on
to dear life because we truly are
when we honor
The Word Himself!
We walk by faith
In gladness of heart.
And remind ourselves
That the joy of the Lord
Is our strength.

We are in,
For we are following Christ.
And in doing so we are
steadily honoring God
in the depth of our hearts,
in everything that we are,
and in everything that we do.
Over of our heads?
Certainly
He is the Beginning
And the End
He is the Alpha and Omega
The only One whom angels
cry out: “Holy, Holy, Holy,
is the Lord of hosts,
The whole earth is full of His glory.””
How can we not be in, and over
Our heads when we walk
With the Holy of Holies?

Eternity is here with You, Lord.
It truly is here.

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