20 David got up from the floor, washed his face and combed his hair, put on a fresh change of clothes, then went into the sanctuary and worshiped. – 2 Samuel 12:20 (MSG)
I cannot imagine what its like to lose a biological child, or any immediate family member, to death. The sadness our family has experienced over the last 24 hours has been great, but countless others know a pain that far exceeds ours.
Yesterday I read this verse about David and his intense prayers for God to spare the life of the child that he had fathered with Bathsheba. After all of his prayers, God chose to bring that baby to Him, rather than leave him here on earth. When David learned of the child’s fate, he got up, washed his face, and He worshipped.
This morning as I was getting out of bed and getting ready for the day, I found myself trying to be quiet like I have done for the past nine months, not wanting to wake a sleeping baby. Then reality hit me and I felt that same pit in my stomach feeling. But as I stood in the shower, washing my face, I remembered David. This phrase seemed to run across the ticker in my mind – “He’s still God.”
And so . . . I worship the God that still is.
I worship the God who gives us eternal life.
I worship the God who gives us hope.
I worship the God who gave me a wife, who is one of my greatest heroes.
I worship the God who gave us four biological children who love BIG, with a pure love, and who would “do it all over again.”
I worship the God who has surrounded us with an extended family; parents, sisters, brothers who love us and cover our family in prayer daily.
I worship the God who has surrounded us with amazing friends who know just when to bring Chick-fil-a milkshakes or a pack of Oreos, M&M’s, and bright yellow flowers (and a bottle of Sprite for the flowers, don’t worry its a “Phyl-anne trick”)
I worship the God who is sovereign.
He’s Still God. . . . so today I wash my face and worship Him.
Finally read this today. So needed to be reminded that He is still Sovereign and I choose to worship despite everything…