This song has such a special meaning to me. I cry almost every time I hear it.
Those of you who have been reading for a while, may remember I started off the story of our adoption journey with a post about Tammy Trent and how she sang praises to God during the hardest moments of her life. Now if you fast-forward to January 2005, Hubby and I had one of the hardest moments in our lives. Here we were – faced with the decision to praise God through the valley, or turn our backs on Him for “letting” the valley happen. We chose to praise Him, however difficult it might be…
The day after N & J left, we went to church. We went because we go every weekend, we went because we wanted to praise Him in his house, we went because we knew we could find healing for our hurting hearts in His home, and so many other reasons. We arrived at our regular time, went and sat in our regular seats, sat with our regular friends around us. And right on time, the service began with a song – this song.
At a time when my heart was broken, He made it so easy for me to lift my hands and sing. I remember singing it to Him with my hands in the air, tears flowing, surrounded by my church family, and feeling like I was standing at the foot of the King… Now, every time I hear this song, I remember that feeling, and I praise Him all over again…
