Flight cancelled. Surgery scheduled. Relief sought.
Pain escalating by day. Consuming by night.
Meeting new grandchild delayed. Heart sad.
And yet, spirit at peace. God near.
Pressing into Jesus this morning, I hear His voice within gently bringing to mind others to pray for and things to be grateful for. Reminding me I am His child, known fully, loved completely. Reassuring me He is with me.
I confess my weakness. Sins of independence, self belittling, pride in too many things, fear of what might come, failure to walk in complete and utter dependence on God.
Jesus comes near. Loves. Forgives, Cleanses. Strengthens. Sustains.
Words of a beloved hymn come to mind: Gives me grace for every trial . . . Though my weary steps may falter . . . Jesus {leads} me all the way.
- All the way my Savior leads me,
What have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt His tender mercy,
Who through life has been my Guide?
Heav’nly peace, divinest comfort,
Here by faith in Him to dwell!
For I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well;
For I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well. - All the way my Savior leads me,
Cheers each winding path I tread,
Gives me grace for every trial,
Feeds me with the living Bread.
Though my weary steps may falter
And my soul athirst may be,
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! A spring of joy I see;
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! A spring of joy I see. - All the way my Savior leads me,
Oh, the fullness of His love!
Perfect rest to me is promised
In my Father’s house above.
When my spirit, clothed immortal,
Wings its flight to realms of day
This my song through endless ages:
Jesus led me all the way;
This my song through endless ages:
Jesus led me all the way.
annebroaddus 