I grew up in an old fashioned church.
It had wooden pews.
Sunday school for all ages.
The best potluck meals.
Music is a blessing.
And I’m very thankful for worship music.
I enjoy singing,
and when I am able,
But there’s something deep about many of the hymns I grew up singing.
And this morning I woke with my heart singing this one:
“What a fellowship, what a joy divine
Leaning on the everlasting arms
What a blessedness, what a peace is mine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms…”
Yesterday afternoon was a struggle.
Something triggered my asthma and I couldn’t leave my room for several hours.
It was discouraging.
But I was blessed when Anne came in to pray for me.
It was after the prayer I began to improve.
Yet the exhaustion continued.
And before I was really awake,
those sweet words of comfort
“Leaning on the everlasting arms…”
were already in my heart.
Jesus was reminding me just to rest in Him.
No matter how difficult my day is,
He is able.
No matter what occurs,
He is faithful.
My life belongs completely to Him.
And I have peace,
leaning on His everlasting arms.
Thank You for all the hymns I learned while yet so young. Thank You for Your Word which gives me guidance and encouragement and wisdom. Lord Jesus, thank You for today and all the busyness, schedules, and work. I trust You completely for every detail. Lord, I’m resting in Your arms, thank You for Your peace.”