May 23

“At their wit’s end, they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out.” Psalm 107:27, 28

Are you standing at “Wit’s End Corner,”

Christian, with troubled brow?
Are you thinking of what is before you,
And all you are bearing now?
Does all the world seem against you,
And you in the battle alone?
Remember—at “Wit’s End Corner”
Is just where God’s power is shown.

Are you standing at “Wit’s End Corner,”
Blinded with wearying pain,
Feeling you cannot endure it,
You cannot bear the strain,
Bruised through the constant suffering,
Dizzy, and dazed, and numb?
Remember–at “Wit’s End Corner”
Is where Jesus loves to come.

Are you standing at “Wit’s End Corner”?
Your work before you spread,
All lying begun, unfinished,
And pressing on heart and head,
Longing for strength to do it,
Stretching out trembling hands?
Remember—at “Wit’s End Corner”
The Burden-bearer stands.

Are you standing at “Wit’s End Corner”?
Then you’re just in the very spot
To learn the wondrous resources
Of Him who faileth not:
No doubt to a brighter pathway
Your footsteps will soon be moved,
But only at “Wit’s End Corner”

Is the “God who is able” proved.

__Antoinette Wilson (Streams in the Desert)

I began the journey of preparing daily devotions this year based on Streams in the Desert because it was my mother’s favorite devotional, and in obedience to what I am convinced was a divine nudge that direction. Although Mom read from Streams every morning religiously, she hand wrote relatively few comments in the margins, and underlined even fewer passages. As a result, her repeated comments and references to “Wit’s End Corner” stand out as exceptional. They could refer to any number of challenges were it not for the date written in the flyleaf of her worn copy that holds an honored place in my home. Mom printed “Wit’s End Corner” next to the year that my father was diagnosed with cancer and took a rapid downward turn that took his hair and then his life. My parents loved each other dearly and were enjoying retirement years following Dad’s thirty plus years as a boilermaker at Gulf Oil Refinery (Chevron). They had purchased a motor home and enjoyed RVing around the country with friends. Cancer was not part of the plan.

It is at “Wit’s End Corner” that we come to the end of ourselves and encounter the One true and Living God. Until then, we see the God we want him to be, not for who He is. We are constantly tempted to recreate God according to our own image, making surrender mandatory to overcome the undertow of special interest. Lay down the awful burden of manipulating your own will; lift the cross of an abandoned life and find freedom to honor Christ.

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