Sunday 26 January 2014

It is Well...


This morning in church we sang the hymn “It is Well with my Soul”.  This has always been one of my favorite hymns, and the lyrics resonated with me today.  I wanted to share some of them with you: 

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.

It is well, (it is well)
With my soul, (with my soul)
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

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

You may have heard the story about the author of this song.  Horatio Spafford wrote this hymn after going through the horrific experience of losing all four of his daughters in a shipwreck.  It was always amazing to me that someone who had gone through such a traumatic time could still bring himself to sing these words. 

I don’t claim to be going through an experience as devastating as what Horatio went through, but Ryan and I do have our own trials that we are in the midst of right now.  These lyrics remind me that whatever may affect our family and through the trials that will come, Christ knows what we are going through and He is right there walking with us.  This amazing assurance allows me to say, “it is well with my soul”. 

There are some days that are not very easy.  There are some days that I wonder why a person as small and innocent as Levi has to be seen by so many specialists and will have to undergo several different surgeries.  There are some days that I feel inadequate to deal with all of the things that are required of raising a baby with cleft lip and palate.  But each day I know that Christ sees my trials and gives me the strength to carry on.  He is faithful and I am thankful for His unending love and compassion toward me.

It is well with my soul.  

2 comments:

  1. Thank you for sharing this Amber. Your words of trusting Christ in the midst of suffering shine the beauty and sufficiency of him. I remember singing "It is well with my soul" at church on the last Sunday I was in Toronto before Val and I moved to Toronto. There was a lot of unknowns for us about moving to Chicago. But these words brought tears to my eyes and comforted me with the reality of the power of our Lord:

    "And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall 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."

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    1. I love that verse as well, Eric. Thanks for sharing your experience!

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