I'll get back there again—to a new normal. But in the meantime, I've been advised by people, who have walked before me in these shoes of grief, that I should still find some way to connect with him. For me, that's through worship. This song has been on repeat in our home since Joel passed away.
We pray for blessings, we pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for your mighty hand to ease our suffering
And all the while, you hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
What if your blessings come through rain drops
What if your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know you're near
What if trials of this life are your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom, your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel you near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if every promise from your Word is not enough
And all the while, you hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe
What if your blessings come through rain drops
What if your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know you're near
What if trials of this life are your mercies in disguise
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know that pain reminds this heart
This is not our home, it's not our home
What if your blessings come through rain drops
What if your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know you're near
What if my greatest disappointments or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can't satisfy
What if trials of this life—
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights—
Are your mercies in disguise
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