Do you feel like life is running over you
You’re not really sure what you should do
Your world is spinning faster
You cannot catch your breath
It seemed like things get harder everyday

I know a way to conquer every fear
Come out of darkness without shedding a tear
It’s time to rise from hopelessness
To the one who gives you life
You will see that He will help you to survive

Jesus is the one who calms every storm
Jesus is someone who keeps you from all harm
Jesus has the answer for the problems in your life
So turn your life to him and give him praise

I cannot go through a single day
Without lifting up my hands to give him praise
I’ll open up my mouth to testify
About the way He helps me live my life

Don’t wait another day and come to him
Your problems disappear when you trust him
He’ll put you back together and turn your life around
Just trust the Lord with all your heart and soul

I know this poem does not flow well but this is how the Lord spoke it to me when I was on my morning walk. Sometimes life is like that. It just doesn’t flow well and is out of rhythm. I hear people say often that they feel like they have been run over by a truck. Life has left you hurting, tired and wondering why you got up that morning. Job felt that way. He told Hod to take him back and make it like he had never been born! Now that’s a desperate cry! The thing to remember about Job is not that he suffered through one of the worst days in history, endured the silly advice of friends and questioned God many times. The thing to remember is that he came through with double what he had to start!

Wat will God do in the midst of your suffering? How will He move in your life to bring double when it’s all over? Are you sad you have to go through this valley? Don’t be! When life runs you over, remember that we have a God that hears our cry and will answer and bring good things out of the bad. He is right there, by your side, to bring blessing instead of a curse. Will you trust him today, even if everything turns out wrong?

Psalm 30:11 King James Version
11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;