So fitting for a new year, a new beginning…
Whatever trial you face, the darkness of the unknown, the fear in looking ahead–no matter what– He is greater. Healer, awesome in power, He comes to tell you that you don’t have to do this by yourself. He will take it upon His shoulders and carry it for you. He will, faithful and true, be your Wisdom, your strength, your sweet place of peace in the midst of storm. He is greater than anything you face this day. Allow Him to take that burden for you. He already has.
If you have a prayer need or something that feels too big to handle alone, I encourage you to leave a comment, or email me and we can pray together about it.

This is still one of my all-time favorite contemporary Christian songs. It’s every Christian’s story. It’s my story. Anyone need prayer? Let’s join together in thanksgiving that Mercy Himself, Christ Jesus would not, and has not let go of us! Bless you, this Lord’s Day.

Not always but often I have an underlying story behind my Sunday’s Song–something that has happened in the week or a song that is ministering to me in particular at the time. This is the case today, as I returned to my old church and saw many familiar faces and loved ones I hadn’t seen since I left five years ago. It was bitersweet remembering how much I have missed them and wondering if I could, maybe, go back to the welcoming church I loved so much. I had a good talk with my dear friend, Linda, and she mentioned that they were singing this song (and that it would make me cry.) I hadn’t heard it but she told me enough of the lyrics that I knew I would want to hear it. When I got in the car an hour later, this song was on the radio. It was such a sweet gift to me, to minister to this longing heart. Before I had left, I was fairly certain God was not calling me back there, but I knew He understood my pain in it.

Earlier in the week, at String of Pearls, we read in The Message of Jesus’ walk to the Cross in The Gospel of Mark, and this moring, we read in Luke about Mary and Elizabeth spending time together, in complete awe of the Lord’s Hand on their babies about to be born. It seemed fitting that on one day we were saying “Crucify Him,” and the next we were pondering a young mother’s wonder at the miraculous Gift. So, maybe it’s a Christmas song, but it is our story. He holds the very keys to Life and Death in His Hands. And He takes care of the details so sweetly.

As is our custom on Sundays, let us pray together and worship Him. Where would be without the Lord Jesus? I’m giving thanks here at annie’s eyes today for His Gift.