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When the enemy says I’m done, I’ll lift my praises
When my world come crashing down, I’ll lift my praises high
‘Til the darkness turns to dawn, I’ll lift my praises
I choose to worship, I choose You now

Sometimes the dark is darker than dark. But as Psalm 139 reminds us, “even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with you.” The darkness cannot steal my song. Nothing can. Storms, floods, armies, and persecution can try but none of it can take my song. Why? Because it comes from the Lord. The Lord that is over all. So, as Chris Llewellyn beautifully writes, “I build my alter right here and now. In the midst of the darkest night it won’t burn out.”

I have got nothing else fit for a King. This week has been a struggle. I’ve got lots of angry words. There is a time for that, but right now I am heartbroken. Heartbroken for the children— children my daughter’s age— that were murdered. Heartbroken for the families suffering from their loss. Heartbroken for their communities. My words, angry or otherwise, are falling short.

But gratitude. It’s all I’ve got at this point.