A Song

                           A little food for weekend thought:
     "The most absurd and the most rash hopes have sometimes been the cause of extraordinary success."  Luc De Clapiers, 18th-century French writer
     Or as Winston Churchill famously declared in the midst of the darkest, most desperate moments of World War II, "Never, never, in nothing great or small, large of petty, never give in except to convictions of honor and good sense.  Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy... Never, never, never give up."
      Don't know what enemy you might be facing today, but I want to remind you--"For nothing is impossible with God."  (Luke 1:37)  And He is still the God of miracles--great and small.  And the God who enters with us into our struggles and our heartbreaks, who cries with us,  loves us, but then enables us to scale heights and move mountains we never imagined possible in our wildest dreams.
     He is using those dark, unyielding places in our lives in ways we do not know and cannot see... all, absolutely all, in seemingly impossible ways for our ultimate good and His greater glory.
     And when we cannot see that... we choose to see with eyes of faith while we wait and trust.  Because believing is seeing.  As Jesus said to Martha just before He raised Lazarus, dead four long days, "Did I not tell you that if you believed, you would see the glory of God?"
     This past friday and saturday, Broughton High School had their Queen of Hearts assembly and dance.  I well remember a little over five months ago thinking of all Janie would miss in the year ahead, and one of the things my husband and I said, in one of our darker moments, was "And she'll miss her senior year... and Queen of Hearts... and so, so much."...  But so many prayed.
     O ye of little faith.
     And all the while, God was preparing to roll away stones.  Believe and you will see.
     And when Janie, praise God, woke up, her voice was shot from having that tube down her throat for all those weeks.  She was so hoarse for months.  We wondered, would she sing again?...  But so many prayed.
     O ye of little faith.  Believe and you will see.
     And God healed her voice and gave her back the gift of music.  But then we discovered she had the flu this week.  And that was a low point.  Yet another setback, and now surely she would not be able to sing and might miss Queen of Hearts after all...  But so many prayed.
     O ye of little faith.  Believe and you will see.



     "Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to Him be the glory... forever and ever. Amen." (Eph.3:20-21)
     Thank You for giving us a song to sing, Jesus, even in the darkness.  Might we sing it to Your glory and by Your grace... for even when we cannot see, we choose to believe.
     To God, and God alone, be the glory.