Then Sings My Soul

For weeks now this phrase, this line from a hymn, started going round and round in my head as I wondered what foundation this blog would establish itself upon. It simply appeared "out of the blue" and began to grow in my heart, perhaps as if God was trying to tell me something.

Many times I have pondered all that God has created; our universe and other worlds unknown to you and me, the heavens full of the glory of the sun, moon and stars, the waters and woods and mountains full of glorious life and sound and color. Then more unimaginable than all that, he gifted me (and you) with his Son, our Elder Brother, who bled and died to give me (and you) what was undeserved. All of this, I cannot wrap my mind around. I must merely accept it and not yet understand it.

Many times I have pondered my life, wondering about the rugged mountains to climb, the swirling waters to battle, the raging winds and storms to fight against. Again, I must merely accept that they are, and not yet understand why. So, I cling to what I know is true and practice grasping a faith and trust that God and his Son are going to bestow on me imaginings beyond my wildest dreams and hopes; joy to fill my wounded heart, peace to soothe my troubled spirit, and music to fill my longing soul. How great it is to know the truth that he is God, that Jesus saves, especially when I feel "down and out."

This is what I want for you too, you my wounded, battered Sister Friend. It would be my joy and honor and privilege to travel with you through and along this journey. I invite you to join me to travel ever onward...ever upward.