Sunday Song

This song is called "Rise" by Shawn McDonald. The first time I heard this song I was driving in the car, going who knows where, and I just loved it.  Throughout this journey I have just kept thinking to myself that there has to be something good out of all this. I don't believe that this is "God's will" but I do believe that God can bring good out of any situation. And I just keep hoping and praying that somehow, somewhere God will bring beauty out of our ashes. And that we will rise out of these ashes. That we won't stay on the ground forever. I know all of this wasn't for nothing. I don't know what it is yet, and maybe I never will on earth, but I just have to keep believing that God is using our story for good.

Yes I will rise
Out of these ashes rise
From this trouble I have found
And this rubble on the ground
I will rise

Yes I will rise
Out of these ashes rise
From this trouble I have found
And this rubble on the ground
I will rise
Cause He Who is in me
Is greater than I will ever be
And I will rise

Sometimes my heart is on the ground
And hope is nowhere to be found
Love is a figment I once knew
And yet I hold on to what I know is true

Yes I will rise
Out of these ashes rise
From this trouble I have found
And this rubble on the ground
I will rise
Cause He Who is in me
Is greater than I will ever be
And I will rise

Well I keep on coming to this place
That I don't know quite how to face
So I lay down my life in hopes to die
That somehow I might rise

Yes I will rise
Out of these ashes rise
From this trouble I have found
And this rubble on the ground
I will rise
Cause He Who is in me
Is greater than I will ever be
And I will rise

And it also reminds me of this verse:

"The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, because the Lord has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn and provide for thouse who grieve in Zion --

to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor."

Isaiah 61:1-4

Today I am thankful that Jesus came to set us free and that he will heal my broken heart. I am glad that there will be joy and that sorrow doesn't last forever.