Monday, June 09, 2008

between a rock and a hard place

Pressed beyond measure; yes, pressed to a great length;
Pressed so intensely, beyond my own strength;
Pressed in my body and pressed in my soul,
Pressed in my mind till the dark surges roll.
Pressure from foes, and pressure from dear friends.
Pressure on pressure, til life nearly ends.

Pressed into knowing no helper but God;
Pressed into loving His staff and His rod.
Pressed into liberty where nothing clings;
Pressed into faith for impossible things.
Pressed into living my life for the Lord,
Pressed into living a Christ-life outpoured.
(streams in the desert)

I am here in the pressing, and like Natilee Grant sings "I will not be moved."

2 comments:

Gina said...

Just popping in to say that I have been and am praying for tomorrow's meeting!

Will write soon.

Gina (the new one)

dani-ga said...

hey gina. thank you for your prayers. my husband is on a mission trip, so the boys will join me in seeing brooke tomorrow. the are excited to see her. however, she hates going to the doctor...i hope she is calm.

are you from memphis, by chance?