HE IS

Psalm 46:10

Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth!

Bec here. The Lord reminded me of this song the other day, and I can’t get it off my mind, so I thought I’d share.

“Father, let the world just fade away

Let me feel your presence in this place

Lord, I’ve never been so weary

How I need to know you’re near me

Father, let the world just fade away

Till I’m on my knees

Till my heart can sing

He is

He was

He always will be

Even when it feels like there is no one holding me

Be still, my soul

He is

Father, let your Holy Spirit sing

Let him calm the storm inside of me

As I stand amazed

Lift my hands and say

He is

He was

He always will be

He lives

He loves

He’s always with me

Even when it feels like there is no one holding me

Be still, my soul

Through every fear

And every doubt

And every tear I shed

Down every road

I’m not alone

No matter where I am

He is

He was

And He always will be

He lives

He loves

He’s always with me

Even when it feels like there is no one holding me

Be still, my soul

Be still, and know

Be still, my soul

He is”

Mark Schultz – “He Is”

Of course, this song also reminds me of the precious hymn “Be Still, My Soul” by Katharina A. von Schlegel.

Just the week before we learned that our Glorietta had gone Home before us, I was talking with a friend at the crisis pregnancy center where I volunteer. She had asked about our son Ezekiel, who happens to be a large part of the reason why I am there, and I shared with her how God gave us Gianna just 3 months after our loss of Zeke, and after 3 years of trying for him. During the last half of my pregnancy with Gianna, the god of fear and I had all-out war, and in that time the Words that came to my heart’s aid more than any other were “Be still, and KNOW.”

The week prior to the conversation with my fellow volunteer, Scott and I had landed at the doc’s office out of fear that something was wrong with our baby. As far as we know, there wasn't at that point. She looked perfect and even had a wave for Mommy; but for me, the hours leading up to that appointment were filled with battle cries. What’s wrong with me, Lord? Why can’t I just trust you? We’ve fought this battle and won, right? On and on my thoughts raged.

Be still, and know. . . .

I can’t, Father. I can’t do this again. I need to know what you’re doing.

I am the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. . . .be still.

[deep breath] Okay, help me be still. Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!

Fast forward 2 weeks to when my faith was absolutely shaken to its core as I held my lifeless sweet baby girl.

What are you doing, Father?!

Remember, Bec, I AM. Be still.

That’s crazy! I want to believe, but I’m not sure I can anymore. Help me!

He has. And He will.

There are numerous Scriptures and songs that our Comforter has brought to mind to salve my broken, bleeding heart, but I’m not able to share them all with you. The verses above are poignant for me because no matter how much my heart—at times—wants to run and hide, the great I AM THAT I AM of Exodus is the same great I AM of today. He simply *IS*. He is our one constant in this life—never changing, never lying, never hateful, never capricious, never vindictive, and so on. He is absolutely good and completely worthy of trust—mine and yours. Let come what may. He has proven Himself above and beyond what He should need to, but He’s patient and gentle enough to persevere until we simple jars of clay finally get it.

Be still. He is.