I'm a huge mess. I've done a lot of crying and praying. Seems like an endless cycle the last few days. I wish I had more faith. More strength. More hope. Just more.
I went to church on Wednesday night and this song touched my heart. I sobbed through most all of it as the church sang it.
I heard an old, old story,
How a Savior came from glory,
How He gave His life on Calvary
To save a wretch like me;
I heard about His groaning,
Of His precious blood's atoning,
Then I repented of my sins;
And won the victory.
O victory in Jesus,
My Savior, forever.
He sought me and bought me
With His redeeming blood;
He loved me ere I knew Him,
And all my love is due Him,
He plunged me to victory,
Beneath the cleansing flood.
|I heard about His healing,|
Of His cleansing power revealing.
How He made the lame to walk again
And caused the blind to see;
And then I cried, "Dear Jesus,
Come and heal my broken spirit,"
And somehow Jesus came and brought
To me the victory.
I heard about a mansion
He has built for me in glory.
And I heard about the streets of gold
Beyond the crystal sea;
About the angels singing,
And the old redemption story,
And some sweet day I'll sing up there
The song of victory.
I have a Great and Mighty God. I know in the end he will perform a work in me. . .and then I will know why I needed to go through this. . .valley.
Philippians 1:6 "Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ:"
I do have a time to report to the hospital for my surgery. . .7:00 a.m. Monday the 25th.
Please be praying for my family and I.