Great is Thy Faithfulness

Sunday morning I got a text from my "go-to" guitar player that simply said, "Out came the Son. Just a reminder."
At first, I wondered if he was "reminding" me of that for a specific reason. I texted back, and he said, no, just a reminder.
You'd think that would be something that I wouldn't need reminding of....... 

But even still, after literal and figural cloudy days, it's always good to stop to remember that the "Son" does come back out.

Later, at church, as the worship service flowed, so did my tears. You see, we began singing "Great Is Thy Faithfulness." At first, they old hymn version, then a praise chorus version. The tears didn't come right away, even as precious and meaningful as the song is to me. If you know my Pruitt story, you know why. If not, just ask; I'd be glad to share :)

Anyway...
My heart gave way, as did the tears, when I began to look out into the congregation from the choir loft.

There I found these faces:

A young widow. An older widow.
A young couple still coping with loss through a miscarriage.
A cancer survivor. 
Children who come to church without parents. 
Parents who come to church without their children.
A young girl who lost her mother and is learning to live alone. 
One who has faced abuse. 
A widower.
Single parents.
Married couples. 
Those who have faced infertility.

Then I saw countless saints, those who have walked with the Lord for many years.

I thought of each of these. I looked at their faces. We sang, "Oh how great is thy faithfulness; Lord, You are faithful to me." And I cried.

I cried bittersweet tears as I thought about the faithfulness that I know God must have shown them in each of these situations, the mercies that He's given daily to meet them where they are in their pain or struggle.

Those precious, older souls.....I wished that I could have sat down with them to hear their stories of God's goodness and faithfulness in their lives. What a book we could write on that!

Of course, I thought about myself and God's constant faithfulness to me. In the very worst days of my life, and in the normal day to days of my life. 

His grace on the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days.
When you lose the job, lose a loved one, lose a home, lose your health to a diagnosis.

Or on the days when the car won't start, the dog got out, the coffee spills all over your car seat.
When you get stuck by the train.
When you're potty training.
When the kids are fighting. 
When you fail a class.
When he breaks your heart.
When the bills are due.

When it looks like the rain won't stop.

I was honored to get to speak in chapel last week at the school I attended 3rd-12th grade.
I shared with 7-12th grade first; then the elementary students.

During my time with the younger ones, we sang the Itsy Bitsy Spider. I reminded them that the song didn't end with the line "down came the rain and washed the spider out."

No. That's not the end. Eventually, "Out came the sun and dried up all the rain."

So whatever you are going through, remember that.
This isn't the end. Yes, yes, yes- it may be  is hard. 
I know.

But look for the "Son" in the midst of it. And when you see Him, sing out, "Great is thy faithfulness, Great is thy faithfulness; morning by morning new mercies I see." 

And then go tell someone your story.

"Out came the Son. Just a reminder."

Psalms 89:1
I will sing of the Lord's great love forever; with my mouth I will make your faithfulness known through all generations."