It Is Well

 Have you ever been to the place that you knew the Lord knows all about us and what we need, yet you feel like you have gone about as far as you can? You pray and read God's Word and pray again and can't seem to find an answer?

Seems that is where I have been for a while. I know we are prone to think of Job ~ when the Lord permitted Satan to draw out all his armor on Job. Yet Job said ~ even all the things that came, He knew His Redeemer liveth and in the end he would come forth as gold. Sometimes it is the waiting period that throws a lot of us.
Or it is a matter of ~ just what is God's will ~ is it this direction or the other direction? I'm not quite sure what the Lord is doing but I do know I was pretty low this morning when went to the kjvblog and listen to the song Deborah
posted. "How can I doubt His Love." It really uplifted and encouraged me.

I was reminded of a young lady that we knew several years back. That was before we moved to the country and was going to a Fundamental Church in Hammond.

This young lady had a husband and two boys that were school age. She was always faithful to do anything she saw that needed to be done in the church.
I saw her many times clean a toilet, or vacuum the floors or straighten the hymnals.  Clean the church buses.  Seems she looked for things to be done.

 In 2000 around Thanksgiving she found out she had melanoma in the worse stage. She still came to church. She still did what she could. But as the cancer advanced her bones began to deteriorate. She had to wear a body brace to be able to sit up. She was not able to come to every service but she was there when she was able.

The last service she was there she sang a "Special" She was in a wheel chair, body brace, tennis shoes. Not her usual appearance. But her husband pushed her wheel chair up to the front and with a smile on her face she sang this song.


IT IS WELL
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll,
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul.


Though Satan may buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control.
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate
And hath shed His own Blood for my soul.


Chorus:
It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul.

My sin -- oh the bliss of this glorious tho't,
My sin, not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more,
It is well,  It is well with my soul.


And, Lord, haste the day when the faith will be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend,
Even so-- it is well with my soul.


Chorus:
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

You can imagine, there was not a dry eye in the church. That was the last time she was able to come, but what a testimoy! I ask myself the question, Is it well with my soul? Do I murmur and despair when others are far worse and going through things that we don't know what we would do if we were in their place? With Deborah's song and the Lord bringing this to mind, I feel like bowing my head in shame that I might doubt His Love. Lord, help us to look up and know you have our interest in mind.

                                                                 In Christ, Aliene

This is also on kjvblog.blogspot.com