Trials and Tribulations

When I was in the 6th grade, I was in the youth choir. The first performance we had in church included a song that I’ll never forget. It has always been a song I have kept in my heart. Over 20 years ago, I learned it and kept singing it all these years. Until this year, I didn’t know what it meant to live out the words of a song. Or to live out what God has called us to do.

Y’all, I had no clue what I was singing back then. I had no idea the depths of sorrow I would endure. The hills and valleys of life. But through everything, I am learning that I can face every tomorrow. Not because I’m strong enough. But, God is able. He is my strength. I will never be enough. Only through him can I get out of bed each day. He has called me to this. And through this, I hope I can point someone to Him. I truly hope through losing Will, someone is seeing that God is going to lead us through. I pray that many will know Jesus because of our loss. Suffering has a purpose and life on this earth is not the end goal.

I’ve put the lyrics below from that Clay Cross song. I’m also gonna put a picture up of Will, just because he’s too sweet not to share.

I’ve got trails and tribulations
Troubles all around
My desires and expectations have me lost more than I’m found
And lord knows I often falter in the smallest of my pride
But when I kneel down at his alter I am lifted up inside
‘Till I stand upon that mountain 
‘Till I sit beside the thrown 
‘Till the waters of loves fountain carry me home
‘Till I rise up from this mortal clay of blood and bone
Let the rock that was rolled away be my cornerstone
Help me face every tomorrow 
Give me strength to bare the load
Give me signs that I can follow
Set my feet upon the road 
And may he who walked on water give me courage where I tread
And when I kneel down at his alter let my hungry soul be feed
‘Till I stand upon that mountain 
‘Till I sit beside the thrown 
‘Till the waters of loves fountain carry me home
‘Till I rise up from this mortal clay of blood and bone
Let the rock that was rolled away
Let the rock that was rolled away
Let the rock that was rolled away be my cornerstone
Let this faith be my foundation 
This hope, my liberation
‘Till I fly away on that glorious, glorious day 
‘Till I stand upon that mountain 
‘Till I sit beside the thrown 
‘Till the waters of loves fountain carry me home
Till I rise up from this mortal clay of blood and bone
Let the rock that was rolled away
Let the rock that was rolled away
Let the rock that was rolled away 
Let the rock that was rolled away be my cornerstone

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