When I was six years old my family moved to Fort Sheridan, Illinois. Our military housing was a mile or so from Lake Michigan, and that part of Lake Michigan was lined with gigantic boulders. I remember climbing on the rocks and taking pictures with my family.
I always feel the presence of God when I’m out in nature, particularly when I’m looking at something God made that is much, much bigger than me. A mountain. The ocean. A forest. These works of beauty overwhelm me and I can only stand there and look at them in awe of God and His power.
I opened my email this morning and read a message from a friend, Lauren—The Joyful Momma. She wrote about an experience with God she had at church on Sunday. They were singing a song called Overwhelmed (by Big Daddy Weave) and as she stood with her hands raised in worship God whispered to her heart, “Nothing should overwhelm you more than My presence.”
Too often I’m overwhelmed by my emotions—disappointment, frustration, anger, fatigue. I’m overwhelmed by the massive amount of work I need to finish by deadline. I’m overwhelmed that my personal life and finances aren’t anywhere near what I think they “should” be. I’m overwhelmed by so many cares of life.
But really, nothing should overwhelm me more than God’s presence.
I close my eyes and remember times with God where I was so overwhelmed I was literally knocked off of my feet. I remember times in prayer where I received an illuminating understanding of a Biblical principal that I just couldn’t understand before. I remember worshipping God with all of my being and receiving the soul-healing touch only He can give.
And once again, I’m overwhelmed—by God, His greatness, His love, His mercy, His grace.
“From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.” Psalm 61:2 (KJV)