He turned to me and heard my cry...

A couple days ago I had a random urge to read Psalm 40.  You all know what that means...  Not random at all.  :)  So as I'm about to fall asleep Mark reads this to me:

"I waited patiently for the Lord to help me, and he turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and the mire.
He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along.
He has given me a new song to sing, a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see what He has done and be amazed.
They will put their trust in the Lord.

Oh, the joys of those who trust the Lord, who have no confidence in the proud or in those who
worship idols.
O Lord my God, you have performed many wonders for us.
Your plans for us are too numerous to list.
You have no equal.
If I tried to recite all your wonderful deeds, I would never come the end of them."

Yes, yes and yes.  Talk about my heart cry.  How long it seemed we waited.  Not really so patiently, but we tried, and we waited.  And not as long as say, the Israelites.  But still, tough trials, they seem endless, and we waited.  My journal entries, my prayers from the last two years... they so reflect that "pit of despair," that "mud and mire."  They were rarely pleasant and sweet, to say the least.  Oh and how He has surely set our feet on solid ground!  He has steadied us and grounded us in Truth.  He has indeed given us a new song to sing (as you can see from the last post)!  We rejoice not because of the things He has given, but because of who He has (again and again) shown Himself to be.  These "things" they are second, but we are grateful for them.

We are so thankful that HIS plans for us are too numerous to list.  And that HIS plans are far higher than we could ever imagine.  And that He shows us such grace in responding to our true hearts cry, and not the irrational, wouldn't-be-good-for-us-in-the-long-run prayers.  Absolutely a song wells within us.  What a gorgeous psalm-gift for such a time as this.