Day by Day

This past week the Lord Blessed and provided Daddy with a new job!  He’s been “unemployed” for quite some time now and though at the onset we were all rather apprehensive, this time of uncertainty has been very good.  I’ve had several days for the reality that Daddy will soon be working a “regular” job to sink in and looking back, I’m so very grateful we’ve had to walk through this experience.  God has proven Himself to us over and over; His provision, peace, rest, strength, endurance have been immeasurable.  Our faith has grown…God is the I AM…He is all we need, all I need.  I’ve almost caught myself laughing this week.  Daddy came home with the news of his job and though we were all happy and rejoiced, we weren’t ecstatic (I know – weird).  Had God chosen to withhold this job (as He had with many others Daddy had applied for) we would’ve been okay, praised the Lord for the realization of His will and kept pluggin’ along.  God has chosen to give Daddy this job, well, praise the Lord and keep pluggin’ along…  Day by day…  No longer is our trust in the security of consistent work, but in a consistent Father.  Today he has a job again, tomorrow he may not, but that’s not the point.  Life with my Saviour is all that matters – Him in me, the hope, my hope of glory.  All of this is merely a journey of seasons deepening a love for a God who cares enough to create the fire and then walk through it with us.  And so another season begins…

Day by Day  by Carolina Sandell Berg

Day by day and with each passing moment,

Strength I find to meet my trials here;

Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,

I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.

He who’s heart is kind beyond all measure

Gives unto each day what He deems best –

Lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure,

Mingling toil with peace and rest.

 

Ev’ry day the Lord Himself is near me,

With a special mercy for each hour;

All my cares He fain would bear and cheer me,

He whose name is Counsellor and Pow’r. 

The protection of His child and treasure

Is a charge that on Himself He laid;

“As your days, your strength shall be in measure,”

This the pledge to me He made.

 

Help me then in ev’ry tribulation

So to trust Your promises, O Lord,

That I lose not faith’s sweet consolation

Offered me within Your holy Word.

Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,

E’er to take, as from a father’s hand,

One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,

Till I reach the promised land.