Our family has walked through a season of struggle in this last year. Seemingly one hit after another. Just when we’d start to get our bearings again, something else would come out of left field. As with most things in my life, a song became my prayer. My plea. It was what I’d cling to when I just couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. Jireh. My prayer. My reminder that He is faithful. That He redeems all things. That He’s always near.
We had many times that our people were reflections of Jesus. Reminders that Jireh provides in rich family relationships & friendships. Reminders that would come at just the right time. Just when our weary hearts needed them. Jireh. Provider.
A couple of weeks ago we emerged from that seemingly never ending tunnel. A little battered from the storm, but closer as a family, stronger in our faith. And so incredibly grateful for God’s provision. I heard the song again. I realized as I sang along that my perspective in the song has shifted. It’s gone from my prayer to my anthem. From a plea to a declaration of who He is and what He has done for us. It went from being a heart’s cry to an answered prayer. The same words. The same song. But from a place of victory, not a cry from the battlefield.
Do you have those things? Those words you cling to in the darkest night that turn to a victory shout in light of day? I love how Jesus does this. Our pain turned to healing. Our ashes made beautiful. His living, breathing Word meeting us right where we are.
“If he dresses the lilies with beauty and splendor, how much more will He clothe you? If he watches over every sparrow, how much more does He love you? More than you ask, think or imagine, according to His power working it out. It’s more than enough.”
Lean into Jireh today. He is enough. In the pain & struggle. In the celebration & victory. He is Jireh. He is enough. And He is good.