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Every Hour, I Need Him

Daily Devotional, Heart of the Artist, Stories About Songs, Tammi Arender

Psalms 34:17 – The Lord hears His people when they call to Him for help. He rescues them from all their troubles.

Some days, even your own shoes feel too heavy.

That was me not long ago, dragging through the morning like I was wading through syrup. I wasn’t falling apart in some dramatic way—it was just the small stuff that piles up. Bills. Work. Loneliness. The creeping fear that maybe this is all life will ever be.

I sat in the car before heading inside, gripping the steering wheel like it might hold me together. I was praying, but not really. I was mostly just breathing.

Then, over the hum of my car’s speakers, Matt Maher’s song started: “Lord, I need You, oh, I need You; every hour I need You.”

Inside, my heart felt flooded with peace. I didn’t say anything. I just let the words wash over me, like water for my soul. I knew God was doing for my heart what I couldn’t.

Later, I looked up the story behind that song. Turns out, Maher had been asked to write something for a worship conference. He said the only way he could do it was by starting with what he himself needed.

So he sat down, thinking of old hymns and books read from C.S. Lewis, and out came that prayer of desperation set to melody. “Lord, I need You” was born from weakness.

That’s me. That’s us. Weak people, whispering weak prayers, and somehow finding strength to make it through one more hour.

And maybe that’s enough. Maybe that’s the point.

Because every hour, I need Him. And every hour, He’s already there.

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

When was the last time you felt too weary to pray—and how did God meet you anyway?
What small, quiet ways has God reminded you of His presence when life feels heavy?
How might weakness actually draw you closer to Him, rather than push you away?
Is there a song, verse, or memory that helps you remember you are never alone?

Lyrics

Lord I come, I confess
Bowing here, I find my rest
Without You, I fall apart
You’re the one that guides my heart

Lord, I need You, oh, I need You
Every hour, I need You
My one defense, my righteousness
Oh God, how I need You

Where sin runs deep, Your grace is more
Where grace is found is where You are
And where You are, Lord, I am free
Holiness is Christ in me

Lord, I need You, oh, I need You
Every hour, I need You
My one defense, my righteousness
Oh God, how I need You

So teach my song to rise to You
When temptation comes my way
And when I cannot stand, I’ll fall on You
Jesus, You’re my hope and stay

Lord, I need You, oh, I need You
Every hour, I need You
My one defense, my righteousness
Oh God, how I need You
You’re my one defense, my righteousness
Oh God, how I need You

My one defense, my righteousness
Oh God, how I need You

October 27, 2025/by Tammi Arender

From Brokenness to Blessing

Heart of the Artist, Linda Meyers, Stories About Songs

Hebrews 6:19-20 — This hope is a strong and trustworthy anchor for our souls. It leads us through the curtain into God’s inner sanctuary. Jesus has already gone in there for us.

Eliza Hewitt was not used to silence. She had built her life around classrooms, chalkboards, and the steady hum of work. She liked being useful and always moving toward something.

But then the injury came, and life suddenly got quiet.

Days stretched out like long empty roads. Her body throbbed, her spirit became restless, and questions circled in her mind. Why me? What now? Where is God in all of this?

She would have traded anything for answers.

But as the days passed, Eliza started to read her Bible. This was not the casual kind of reading used to pass the time. No. She was desperate.

And in those long, slow hours, she saw things she had never noticed before. Words she had skimmed past now felt alive. Promises she had memorized now felt like they were written just for her.

She knew she was not just surviving this hardship. God was doing something in it.

One day she found herself humming an old tune she had started writing before everything changed. At the time, it was just another melody. Now, the words carried weight:

“When we all get to heaven, what a day of rejoicing that will be.”

Those days in Scripture had changed her. Hope was no longer abstract—it was a rock-solid anchor for her soul. It was what kept her steady when everything else felt unmoored.

When she finally released the song, it spread like wildfire. People who were hurting and searching found something in those words—something bigger than their pain.

Eliza never would have chosen her hardship, but looking back, she saw it clearly. Her pain had not been wasted. God had turned her silence into a song of hope, and it was too valuable to keep to herself.

That’s the thing about hope—it doesn’t just hold you steady; it gives you something to offer others.

Could it be that the very thing you are wrestling with right now is the story someone else needs to hear?

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

What hardship or “quiet season” has God used to deepen your hope in Him?
How has His Word become an anchor for your soul in times of uncertainty?
Who might need to hear the song of hope your story is still writing?

When We All Get to Heaven

Sing the wondrous love of Jesus
Sing His mercy and His grace
In the mansions, bright and blessed
He’ll prepare for us a place

When we all get to Heaven
What a day of rejoicing that will be
When we all see Jesus
We’ll sing and shout the victory

While we walk the pilgrim pathway
Clouds will overspread the sky
But when traveling days are over
Not a shadow, not a sigh

When we all get to Heaven
What a day of rejoicing that will be
When we all see Jesus
We’ll sing and shout the victory

Onward to the prize before us
Soon His beauty we’ll behold
Soon the pearly gates will open
And we shall tread the streets of gold

When we all get to Heaven
What a day of rejoicing that will be
When we all see Jesus
We’ll sing and shout the victory

(Words: Eliza E. Hewitt / Music: Emily D. Wilson / Arranged By: Mark Hall)

October 26, 2025/by Linda Meyers

Worth the Greatest Price

Brenda Price, Daily Devotional

1 Corinthians 6:20 – For God bought you with a high price. So you must honor God with your body.

John’s dad had a favorite phrase. He told him often as he could.

“You aren’t worth one thin dime.”

He said it enough times that eventually John believed it. That phrase stuck with him and echoed in his brain. As John grew older, he couldn’t escape those words, and he became an angry, angry person.

By the time he was grown, the impact of his father’s words crept its way into John’s marriage. He couldn’t take it any longer, so he left. He did not believe he could ever be enough for them, so John took a passive role in his wife and son’s life.

In the separation, His estranged wife lent him the family van. The only problem was the radio. It was jammed, stuck on the Christian station. He slammed buttons and twisted knobs trying to make it stop playing.

Weeks went by. Months. Eventually, he quit fighting it and started listening.

Little by little, John’s heart softened. He came back home to his family and asked if they could start going to church. John stood in the water and was baptized.

For the first time in a long time, he felt like maybe his life could be worth something after all.

One day, John decided to clean underneath that car’s radio.

He pulled it out, and discovered why his radio was stuck. There, wedged beneath the preset button, was a single dime.

John just stared at it for a long time.

That same symbol that once represented worthlessness as a boy now told him something entirely different. The coin his earthly father used to define him had been used by his Heavenly Father to redeem him.

In that moment, John realized his worth was never up for debate. He life had been bought at the highest price—the life of God’s only Son.

He still carries that dime in his pocket as a reminder of the God who never stopped believing in him.

It makes me wonder — do you know you’re worth it, too?

A MOMENT TO REFLECT

Are there words from your past that still shape the way you see yourself?
How does knowing that you were “bought at a price” change the way you see your worth?
What’s one way you can remind yourself this week that your value comes from God—not anyone else’s opinion?

October 25, 2025/by Brenda Price