Let’s Stop at the Brook

Last night I forgot to put the chicken in the chicken alfredo.

“Am I losing my mind?”-Me
“Maybe you need counseling.”-Jeremy

Later on the couch that night.

“Are we gonna make it through all this?”-Me
“Yes.”-Jeremy(with that confidence in God He always silences me with.)

In bed that night I read Psalm 110…

Verse 7-“But he himself will be refreshed from brooks along the way. He will be victorious.”

Have I been missing the “brooks along the way?”

Between missing chicken in our dinner and missing shoes in the van maybe I’ve also missed the brooks.

Maybe I’m becoming a little more like Martha. Bustling around and missing the main thing.

Have I forgotten how to sit at His feet and listen? Have I passed over the brooks because I’m so focused on the way?

But what if the brook isn’t clear? What if it’s full of suffering and its rushing current is intent on pushing me closer to the Father? What if the brook isn’t what I expected it to be at all?

I can still drink from it…Because He already has. He is the victorious one in this verse. And He drank the cup of wrath from the brook of my sin for me.

So today I will stop at the brook. I will accept it as grace from His loving, I’ve been here before, nail-scarred hands.

Today I will stop at the brook (even if that puts me on my knees) and drink lavishly of the amazing grace He offers.

Join me?


“Man of Sorrows! what a name
For the Son of God, who came
Ruined sinners to reclaim.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood;
Sealed my pardon with His blood.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Guilty, vile, and helpless we;
Spotless Lamb of God was He;
“Full atonement!” can it be?
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Lifted up was He to die;
“It is finished!” was His cry;
Now in Heav’n exalted high.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

When He comes, our glorious King,
All His ransomed home to bring,
Then anew His song we’ll sing:
Hallelujah! What a Savior!”

-Hallelujah, What a Saviour (Philip P. Bliss)

4 thoughts on “Let’s Stop at the Brook

  1. We all get caught up in our rushing around sometimes but we do need often to stop and sit and listen to Him. Praying for you Tiff, I know you have had a lot on your plate. I can only imagine how much your decision several weeks ago effected you. I am so glad God showed you how He worked everything out for good. Love you, miss you.

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