Today we worshipped with the old familiar hymn, “Victory in Jesus.” It’s on my list of favorites as I always hear my granddaddy singing it with all his might. But today the second verse hit me in a new way and brought me to tears…
“I heard about His healing
Of His cleansing power revealing,
How He made the lame to walk again
And caused the blind to see.
And then I cried, “Dear Jesus,
Come and heal my broken spirit.”
And somehow Jesus came and brought
To me the victory…”
I don’t always take hold of the victorious life He has promised, but somehow He still gives it freely. As we sang this verse, I was struck by how blessed I am to have not only heard about His healing, but to have witnessed it firsthand! I have struggled to understand many things about this crazy life over the past couple of years, and I still can’t make sense of most of it. But I know God gave me Harper for a reason. He has used her precious life to remind me of Who is in control… To restore my faith, show me the meaning of hope, and to heal my broken spirit. I still don’t understand all the what’s and why’s, but I’ve been reminded of the Who. And as I lay down tonight with a head full of thoughts and a heart full of emotions, I pray that I find rest in that Who, that I claim the victory He has promised, and that I never cease to give Him praise.