Real Power

I've tried to stand my ground
I've tried to understand
but I can't seem to find my way

like water on the sand
or grasping at the wind
I keep on falling short

please be my strength
I don't have anymore

I'm looking for a place
that I can plant my faith
one thing I know for sure

I cannot create it
I cannot sustain it
It’s Your love that’s captured me

Please be my strength...

at my final breath
I hope that I can say
I've fought the good fight of faith

I pray your glory shines
through this doubting heart of mine
so my world would know that You

You are my strength

-Gungor

Last night I walked down to the beach and sat on a giant log where I get the best phone service here to talk with a dear friend. This deep and truly significant friendship to me has developed rather quickly over the past month or two through bible studies and tough life stuff. Last night we talked for an hour about our mighty and powerful God, who gives big signs directing us in big intersections of life. I remembered a time this summer when I had mentioned to a friend that I was stuck in a seriously huge pot hole, smack dab in the middle of a busy intersection, spiritually. I told him that if I was ever going to believe that God really existed I needed to see something BIG. If God was as powerful as they say, I needed proof. I wanted to see this power. I wanted to witness first hand. What did I want to see? Well, my journal says I said this ...

"God, show me something dramatic, huge! Fire from the heavens, parting of the sea, manna from the sky, a burning bush. I just need to see power, something I won't be able to miss. Something real! Prove your power to me, God!" 

Honestly, I never expected that I would experience the power I wanted to see. But last night, I remembered that God had parted my sea, had sent me fire and manna from the sky, and even led me to a burning bush all in the first two weeks of the school year, a miracle actually, and a much longer story. But we talked on the phone last night about God's faithfulness. Every time we have cried out for powerful signs of direction, God has never let us down. God isn't subtle. So I figure, why settle for anything less than the huge, REAL power of His leading hand?