Even when it hurts like Hell.

I was recently listening to this album (again) and I got caught up on these two verses. Not because I was hearing them for the first time or because they were beautifully written, even though they were. (SIDE NOTE: Shout out to my man- the man behind the music. Thanks for being DOPE. Ok. Im done. Where was I...) 

When it comes to the things of God, they are alive. That is one of the things that differentiates the bible from another good book out there: Its Alive. You can see and hear the same thing multiple times and yet always find new treasure. Always hear a new voice. Always understand something new, apply it to where you are in your journey. It is living and breathing. The wealth and wisdom found in it are challenging, nonconforming and life changing. It exudes enough power to allow the lame to walk, the blind to see, the deaf to hear, the dead to live. 

There are so many practical things in the Word as well. It speaks to us and brings down walls; uniting us, helping us find comfort and community. Helping us navigate this craziness called life, allowing us to find peace in a world that seems to be suffocated by evil. Enabling us to praise our way through pain and be healed within it. Teaching us to live outwardly and not to react, but to consciously and carefully act with love and gentleness. Showing us how to silence pain with praise, anxiety with gratitude, indifference with love. I know because Ive seen it. We know because we've experienced it.

Even when my strength is lost I'll praise You
Even when I have no song I'll praise You
Even when it's hard to find the words
Louder then I'll sing Your praise

Even when our fight seems lost Ill praise you
Even when it hurts like hell I'll praise you
Even when it makes no sense to sing
Louder then I'll sing your praise

A wise man (AKA bae) once wrote these lyrics above. Not only do they help make up a beautiful song, but they also make it a powerful song. You see, when it comes to the things of God- which we have established are Alive- we are not just "singing" words. When we declare them, they don't just simply come out as narrative, but as assertions and commands from the heavens.

Even when its hard to find the words. Even then, when I have no song. Even then- I will praise You. No eloquent words needed, no beautifully written songs. No dress code, no conditions. No social status, no riches, no diplomas. Even when my strength is lost, even then- I will praise you. When I have failed and fallen, when I can't seem to find the strength to get myself up and back on track- louder then Ill sing Your praise. Even when it makes no sense to sing. 

See, these words aren't just poetry; these words come from a soul that cries out to God at the end of their rope. These words come from having experienced the deepest hurt but yet known a higher hope. These words are a declaration, a commitment. Getting these words out in the midst of despair changes something. Praise opens up Heaven, praising through anguish calls upon miracles. It moves the heart of God. When we praise Him we activate something. Something in His heart is touched. And when God is moved, He moves.

I don't know about you, but I want to be that daughter who moves the heart of God. Even when it hurts like hell. 

Mad love.

x Es