Upon returning from Switzerland...we had a few days visit with my dad and step mom on our journey to my husband's new job in another state. He could see by our lives that everything in spite of our trials overseas...was back to normal and we could laugh and enjoy life. Our prayers still faithfully said at each meal. No bitterness had set in...no sorrows carried on...but joy in the LORD, for his goodness and grace.
Did he ponder in his heart..why? I can't help but know he did.
I thought about this song today "Blessed Assurance" and the words so touched me. This was exactly our story upon our return from a fiery trial of faith. That blessed assurance of God's care...perfect submission all is at rest. Watching and waiting, looking above..filled with his goodness,lost in his love.
Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a fore-taste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.
This is my story..
this is my song, Praising my Savior all the day long; This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Savior all the day long.
Fanny Crosby 1820-1915
Dear Reader..is their a song in your heart today? Is there not a remembrance of God's goodness? Don't place your harps upon the willows! Sing once again the songs of Zion!
I still recall the blessed hymns I listened to while in Switzerland and leaning on God's strength. Those songs are so very precious to me now. Oh, how they bring me back to the time....of great need...and great comfort..found only in my Saviour.
Sweet Hour of Prayer
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, That calls me from a world of care
And bids me at my Father's throne, Make all my wants and wishes known
In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempters snare, By thy return sweet hour of prayer.
William W. Walford 1772-1850
and indeed that precious time of prayer...would be very important in the days ahead.