It’s in the valleys I grow
Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
full of sorrow, trouble and woe.
It’s then I have to remember
that it’s in the valleys I grow
If I always stayed on the mountain top
and never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God’s love
and would be living in vain
I have so much to learn
and my growth is very slow,
sometimes I need the mountain tops
But it’s in the valleys I grow
I do not always understand,
why things happen as they do.
But I am very sure of one thing,
My Lord will see me through
My little valleys are nothing
when I picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death,
His victory was Satan’s loss.
Forgive me Lord, for complaining
when I’m feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
that it’s in the valleys I grow.
continue to strengthen me, Lord.
and use my life each day
to share your love with others
and help them find their way.
Thank you for valleys, Lord
for this one thing I know
the mountain tops are glorious
But it’s in the valleys I grow.
I’ve been thinking a lot about valleys. After all, it is lent. I am reminded of last years lent as we were going through our fertility treatments and I was asked to sing the Exultet at our Easter Vigil service (as we had no deacon). I will refer to a post from last year, And the Journey rolls on… I feel as though I am coming full circle. Somehow God always makes his presence known in reminders such as these. So, this Lent we walk through another valley…I grow, my son grows, my husband grows…we grow together. But boy…do I see the light Easter right around the corner. The light of Christ. Thanks be to God. Rejoice heavenly hosts and choirs of angels, for the victory of our Mighty King. Darkness has been vanquished (from the Exultet).
How loved am I? So, so, so loved. I can not express the overflowing love I feel for the little one I spend all of my days with..that God has an even greater love for me, for my family just overwhelms and brings me such great joy and security. It seems Lent is my time to grow, to hang on to the holy, to feel the holy. I feel it every time I hold my precious little miracle. Thank you, God.
P.S. I’m 3 pounds!!!