It Is Well, by Horatio Spafford
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.
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.
Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honesty is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you
I see You hanging there, nailed to a splintered wooden beam, Drinking pain and sorrow, breathing agony.
There are moments in your life where you hear a song, and it strikes a chord (pun intended) in your soul.
This wretched man stands here today Encumbered by his sinful way Has built his life on shifting sand Oh who will save this wretched man
Hi Everyone Last Sunday the Pastor was unavailable, so asked me if I could do the teaching that morning. I was a bit hesitant to say yes, as I hadn't taught for over 10 years! He said I could teach on whatever I wanted (brave man!). So I decided to expand on the post Whom Shall I Fear? I wrote last year. If you want to listen, you can find the message here. Please note that I was extremely nervous! I have not listened to the recording, as I don't like the sound of my own recorded voice. Enjoy! Blessings.
how, God, could anyone live in this place? with the disease, the heat and the homeless with too many people, and not enough space?
God needed a sacrifice in order to put sin in it's place. He had tried letting man make this sacrifice himself - but since he was born with a sin nature inherited from Adam - straight after making the sacrifice he would start sinning again!
When I am finally exhausted from my private little pity-party, I am ready to repent of my lack of faith. I am ready to look outside of my minute little bubble, and view the world from God's outlook.
"And I will put enmity between you and the woman, And between your seed and her Seed"