I looked out at the silent congregation. It was, for a moment, as if I were back in my church during the war on the day when the Iron Guard bullies filed in with their guns. Menace was around us, not only in the place where Rugojanu was taking notes.
I continued, “Don’t let suffering take you by surprise! Meditate on it often. Take the virtues of Christ and His saints into your life. The pastor I spoke of, my teacher who died for his faith, gave me a recipe for a tea against suffering, and I will give it to you.”
I told them the story of a doctor of early Christian times who was unjustly imprisoned by the emperor. After some weeks his family was allowed to see him, and at first they wept. His clothes were rags, his nourishment a slice of bread with a cup of water every day. His wife wondered and asked, “How is it that you look so well? You have the air of one who has just come from a wedding!” The doctor smilingly replied that he found a remedy for all troubles, and his family asked him what it was. The doctor told them, “I have discovered a tea that is good against all suffering and sorrow. It contains seven herbs, and I shall number them for you.”
“The first herb is called contentedness: be satisfied with what you have. I may shiver in my rags as I gnaw on a crust, but how much worse off I should be if the emperor had thrown me naked into a dungeon with nothing at all to eat!
“The second herb is common sense. Whether I rejoice or worry, I shall still be in prison, so why fret?
“The third is remembrance of past sins: count them, and on the supposition that every sin deserves a day in prison, reckon how many lives you would spend behind bars—you have been let off lightly!
“The fourth is the thought of the sorrows that Christ bore gladly for us. If the only Man who ever could choose His fate on earth chose pain, what great value He must have seen in it! So we observe that, borne with serenity and joy, suffering redeems.
“The fifth herb is the knowledge that suffering has been given to us by God as from a father, not to harm us, but to cleanse and sanctify us. The suffering through which we pass has the purpose of purifying us and preparing us for heaven.
“The sixth is the knowledge that no suffering can harm a Christian life. If the pleasures of the flesh are all, then pain and prison bring an end to a man’s aim in living; but if the core of life is truth, that is something which no prison cell can change. In prison or out of it two and two make four. Prison cannot stop me from loving; iron bars cannot exclude faith. If these ideals make up my life, I can be serene anywhere.
“The last herb in the recipe is hope. The wheel of life may put the emperor’s physician in prison, but it goes on turning. It may put me back into the palace, and even put me on the throne.”
I paused for a moment. The crowded church was still.
“I have drunk barrels of this tea since then,” I said, “and I can recommend it to you all. It has proved good.”
* excerpt taken from "In God's Underground" by Richard Wurmbrand, pages 194-195
Showing posts with label perseverance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perseverance. Show all posts
8.13.2011
4.18.2011
Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken
Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee.
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou from hence my all shall be.
Perish every fond ambition,
All I’ve sought or hoped or known.
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and Heaven are still mine own.
Let the world despise and leave me,
They have left my Savior, too.
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like them, untrue.
And while Thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love and might,
Foes may hate and friends disown me,
Show Thy face and all is bright.
Go, then, earthly fame and treasure!
Come, disaster, scorn and pain!
In Thy service, pain is pleasure;
With Thy favor, loss is gain.
I have called Thee, “Abba, Father”;
I have set my heart on Thee:
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.
Man may trouble and distress me,
’Twill but drive me to Thy breast.
Life with trials hard may press me;
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.
Oh, ’tis not in grief to harm me
While Thy love is left to me;
Oh, ’twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.
Take, my soul, thy full salvation;
Rise o’er sin, and fear, and care;
Joy to find in every station
Something still to do or bear:
Think what Spirit dwells within thee;
What a Father’s smile is thine;
What a Savior died to win thee,
Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine?
Haste then on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer,
Heaven’s eternal day’s before thee,
God’s own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission,
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days;
Hope soon change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.
-- Henry Lyte
3.25.2011
Depraved Indifference
If
I cannot catch "the sound of noise
of rain" long before the rain falls,
and, going to some hilltop of the spirit,
as near to my God as I can,
have not faith to wait there with
my face between my knees,
though six times or sixty times I
am told "there is nothing,"
till at last "there arises a little
cloud out of the sea,"
then I know nothing of Calvary love.
-- Amy Carmichael
Palm Sunday
I lift mine eyes, and see
Thee, tender Lord, in pain upon the tree,
Athirst for my sake and athirst for me.
"Yea, look upon Me there,
Compassed with thorns and bleeding everywhere,
For thy sake bearing all, and glad to bear."
I lift my heart to pray:
Thou Who didst love me all that darkened day,
Wilt Thou not love me to the end alway?
"Yea, thee My wandering sheep,
Yea, thee My scarlet sinner slow to weep,
Come to Me, I will love thee and will keep."
Yet am I racked with fear:
Behold the unending outer darkness dreare,
Behold the gulf unbridgeable and near!
"Nay, fix thy heart, thine eyes,
Thy hope upon My boundless sacrifice:
Will I lose lightly one so dear-bought prize?"
Ah, Lord; it is not Thou,
Thou that wilt fail; yet woe is me, for how
Shall I endure who half am failing now?
"Nay, weld thy resolute will
To Mine: glance not aside for good or ill:
I love thee; trust Me still and love me still."
Yet Thou Thyself hast said,
When Thou shalt sift the living from the dead
Some must depart shamed and uncomforted.
"Judge not before that day:
Trust Me with all thy heart, even tho' I slay:
Trust Me in love, trust on, love on, and pray."
-- Christina Rossetti
I cannot catch "the sound of noise
of rain" long before the rain falls,
and, going to some hilltop of the spirit,
as near to my God as I can,
have not faith to wait there with
my face between my knees,
though six times or sixty times I
am told "there is nothing,"
till at last "there arises a little
cloud out of the sea,"
then I know nothing of Calvary love.
-- Amy Carmichael
Palm Sunday
I lift mine eyes, and see
Thee, tender Lord, in pain upon the tree,
Athirst for my sake and athirst for me.
"Yea, look upon Me there,
Compassed with thorns and bleeding everywhere,
For thy sake bearing all, and glad to bear."
I lift my heart to pray:
Thou Who didst love me all that darkened day,
Wilt Thou not love me to the end alway?
"Yea, thee My wandering sheep,
Yea, thee My scarlet sinner slow to weep,
Come to Me, I will love thee and will keep."
Yet am I racked with fear:
Behold the unending outer darkness dreare,
Behold the gulf unbridgeable and near!
"Nay, fix thy heart, thine eyes,
Thy hope upon My boundless sacrifice:
Will I lose lightly one so dear-bought prize?"
Ah, Lord; it is not Thou,
Thou that wilt fail; yet woe is me, for how
Shall I endure who half am failing now?
"Nay, weld thy resolute will
To Mine: glance not aside for good or ill:
I love thee; trust Me still and love me still."
Yet Thou Thyself hast said,
When Thou shalt sift the living from the dead
Some must depart shamed and uncomforted.
"Judge not before that day:
Trust Me with all thy heart, even tho' I slay:
Trust Me in love, trust on, love on, and pray."
-- Christina Rossetti
3.04.2011
Ready to die
Pakistan has announced three days of national mourning after a Christian government minister who decried Islamic blasphemy laws was gunned down.
Police investigators say they are on the trail of the suspected extremists who killed minority affairs minister Shahbaz Bhatti outside his mother's house in Islamabad, in a brazen attack that has drawn international outrage.
Mr Bhatti, who left a chilling video prophecy of his assassination, had vowed to fight to the death in defence of Pakistan's persecuted minorities.
One police official said on condition of anonymity that investigators are looking into the security team assigned to Mr Bhatti, who became the second high-profile victim among opponents of the blasphemy law.
Two months ago, Punjab province governor Salman Taseer was shot dead by one of his own police bodyguards, who cited the politician's opposition to the draconian statute as justification for killing the "apostate".
Despite official condemnation of the January killing, Mr Taseer's killer continues to be feted a hero by Islamist hardliners and the government says it has no plans to revise the law.
However, prime minister Yousuf Raza Gilani issued tough words as he ordered flags to be flown at half-mast and says security will be stepped up after Mr Bhatti's slaying.
"Anti-state elements are making their last-ditch efforts by targeting important personalities in the country in order to fulfill their evil designs," he told his interior minister, Rehman Malik, according to a statement.
The extremist threat was underlined on Thursday when a car suicide bombing and an ambush by militants targeting police in north-western Pakistan killed 15 people including nine policemen.
But Mr Gilani says the "government through fool-proof arrangements would safeguard the lives and properties of all citizens of the country, particularly to make sure they could play their role in the development of the country".
The prime minister's comments came as a video - said to have been recorded in December - spread online in which Mr Bhatti said he was being hunted by the Taliban or Al Qaeda.
Extremists wanted to kill him because of his opposition to the blasphemy law and to Sharia legislation, and because of his work for "the oppressed and marginalised", the Catholic politician said sombrely into the camera.
In the video, posted online by the European group First Step Forum, which promotes interfaith dialogue, Mr Bhatti said: "I want to share that I believe in Jesus Christ who has given his own life for us".
"I'm ready to die for a cause. I'm living for my community and suffering people, and I will die to defend their rights," he said.
Mr Bhatti's assassination rekindled international fears about extremist violence in Pakistan, a nuclear-armed nation that is a crucial if fractious ally in the US-led war in Afghanistan.
US president Barack Obama said he was saddened by the "horrific" assassination.
"Those who committed this crime should be brought to justice, and those who share Mr Bhatti's vision of tolerance and religious freedom must be able to live free from fear," he said.
Up to four assailants sprayed a hail of bullets at Mr Bhatti's car in broad daylight on Wednesday. Police said a letter was found at the scene, purportedly from supporters of Al Qaeda and the Pakistani Taliban, claiming responsibility.
"Bhatti, a Christian, was in charge of a committee set up to amend the law against blasphemy," police quoted the letter as saying.
"This is his fate. We will not spare anybody involved in acts of blasphemy."
Senior police official Muhammad Ishaq Warraich cautioned on Thursday that the letter might "be an attempt to divert our investigations".
His colleague Bani Amin says police are confident of a breakthrough.
"The investigators were busy all night. We hope to solve this case soon," Mr Amin said.
One line of inquiry appeared to be Mr Bhatti's security detail, which was not with the minister at the time of the morning attack.
Mr Malik said it had been Mr Bhatti's decision to visit his mother without guards so as to keep the location secret. But the interior minister called the decision "wrong".
Uproar over the blasphemy law, which carries the death penalty, flared both in Pakistan and abroad after a Christian mother of five was sentenced to hang last year for making derogatory remarks about the Prophet Mohammed.
Critics say the law is often used to settle personal or business scores.
* taken from ABC News; read it again here
Police investigators say they are on the trail of the suspected extremists who killed minority affairs minister Shahbaz Bhatti outside his mother's house in Islamabad, in a brazen attack that has drawn international outrage.
Mr Bhatti, who left a chilling video prophecy of his assassination, had vowed to fight to the death in defence of Pakistan's persecuted minorities.
One police official said on condition of anonymity that investigators are looking into the security team assigned to Mr Bhatti, who became the second high-profile victim among opponents of the blasphemy law.
Two months ago, Punjab province governor Salman Taseer was shot dead by one of his own police bodyguards, who cited the politician's opposition to the draconian statute as justification for killing the "apostate".
Despite official condemnation of the January killing, Mr Taseer's killer continues to be feted a hero by Islamist hardliners and the government says it has no plans to revise the law.
However, prime minister Yousuf Raza Gilani issued tough words as he ordered flags to be flown at half-mast and says security will be stepped up after Mr Bhatti's slaying.
"Anti-state elements are making their last-ditch efforts by targeting important personalities in the country in order to fulfill their evil designs," he told his interior minister, Rehman Malik, according to a statement.
The extremist threat was underlined on Thursday when a car suicide bombing and an ambush by militants targeting police in north-western Pakistan killed 15 people including nine policemen.
But Mr Gilani says the "government through fool-proof arrangements would safeguard the lives and properties of all citizens of the country, particularly to make sure they could play their role in the development of the country".
The prime minister's comments came as a video - said to have been recorded in December - spread online in which Mr Bhatti said he was being hunted by the Taliban or Al Qaeda.
Extremists wanted to kill him because of his opposition to the blasphemy law and to Sharia legislation, and because of his work for "the oppressed and marginalised", the Catholic politician said sombrely into the camera.
In the video, posted online by the European group First Step Forum, which promotes interfaith dialogue, Mr Bhatti said: "I want to share that I believe in Jesus Christ who has given his own life for us".
"I'm ready to die for a cause. I'm living for my community and suffering people, and I will die to defend their rights," he said.
Mr Bhatti's assassination rekindled international fears about extremist violence in Pakistan, a nuclear-armed nation that is a crucial if fractious ally in the US-led war in Afghanistan.
US president Barack Obama said he was saddened by the "horrific" assassination.
"Those who committed this crime should be brought to justice, and those who share Mr Bhatti's vision of tolerance and religious freedom must be able to live free from fear," he said.
Up to four assailants sprayed a hail of bullets at Mr Bhatti's car in broad daylight on Wednesday. Police said a letter was found at the scene, purportedly from supporters of Al Qaeda and the Pakistani Taliban, claiming responsibility.
"Bhatti, a Christian, was in charge of a committee set up to amend the law against blasphemy," police quoted the letter as saying.
"This is his fate. We will not spare anybody involved in acts of blasphemy."
Senior police official Muhammad Ishaq Warraich cautioned on Thursday that the letter might "be an attempt to divert our investigations".
His colleague Bani Amin says police are confident of a breakthrough.
"The investigators were busy all night. We hope to solve this case soon," Mr Amin said.
One line of inquiry appeared to be Mr Bhatti's security detail, which was not with the minister at the time of the morning attack.
Mr Malik said it had been Mr Bhatti's decision to visit his mother without guards so as to keep the location secret. But the interior minister called the decision "wrong".
Uproar over the blasphemy law, which carries the death penalty, flared both in Pakistan and abroad after a Christian mother of five was sentenced to hang last year for making derogatory remarks about the Prophet Mohammed.
Critics say the law is often used to settle personal or business scores.
* taken from ABC News; read it again here
1.14.2011
8.02.2010
The Denver 411--A Different Kind of Mission
Well, even though I don't have all the pictures I'd like to show you, I decided I'd better just get on the ball with this post about Denver. It might have something to do with the fact that I woke up at 7 AM (a miracle, I tell you!) and have a productive perspective on this day. It could also be due to the fact that I went for a long walk, and now all my energy's gone, and I kind of just want to sit and do something mindless for awhile now. Not sure which one it is.
Anyway...
I will warn you: this post is going to be quite lengthy
This year's trip was different, to say the absolute least. To quote from my journal, "I thought I would have more passion and boldness once we got here. But this year is different. Last year it seemed easy to push past the little trials. But this year it seems that the little things really drag me down--the weariness, heat, dehydration, etc." This year's trip was much harder. We didn't get to do as many activities, and the results we saw weren't as "loud", so to speak, as last year. But as I thought about it on the day before we went home, some new thoughts came to my mind. It wasn't like God had changed in the year since we'd been in Denver. This year He had different things to teach us. One thing I definitely learned was not to expect things to be the same. It's not always going to be sunshine and roses. This year it was a lot more taking it one step at a time, relying on God for strength each day, and learning to trust Him when things were hard.
I guess for this post I'll just tell you about it, and the next post will have the pictures. Here goes.
This year we stayed at a place called House of Prayer Englewood (H.O.P.E.). It was right next door to a bar, so we had music blaring through the walls and floor until about 2 AM most nights. There was no air conditioning downstairs, which drained our strength too. It was a good place, though. The people there really set an example: someone was always there praying.
We arrived on Sunday, and went back to Scum of the Earth Church that evening. I think I liked it much better than I did last year. The worship time was incredible, and I really enjoyed it.
On Monday my team went to the Restoration Outreach Facility. We helped them sort through a bunch of donations they'd received, and we also were able to get showers there too. That afternoon we went to the bus stop (yay!). The bus stop was my favorite place last year. This year it was the only place where we got to do Living Water, so it was my favorite place this year too. I only met two people there, but they were pretty interesting.
The first was a man named Ernie. I told him we were with a church group, and he kind of closed up after that, so I didn't get to talk with him about God or anything. One funny thing was that when I asked him where he was going, he told me he was going to go rob a bank. He was joking, though. Still, it was kind of hard to know how to respond to that.
The second was a Mexican woman named Nuvia. The leader of my group, Jeremy, first tried to talk to her, but she hardly spoke any English, so she went to sit away from our group. When I heard that she didn't speak any English, for some reason that made me really want to go talk to her. Keep in mind, I can say hello and thank you in Spanish, and that's about it, but I really felt like God was leading me to talk to her. So, I did, and we ended up talking for about an hour and a half! It was SO cool! She actually purposefully missed her bus a few times because she was having such a good time talking to me. She was a fun woman to talk to, with an infectious laugh and a willingness to try and have a conversation with me even though we had a hard time talking to each other. Because she understood so little English, I wasn't able to share the gospel with her, but I was able to pray with her. I tried to keep it short and simple, so she would understand most of it, and I think she really appreciated it. Nuvia was probably the highlight of my week!
On Tuesday my team wasn't able to do that much. We went back to Acts 2, the food bank and clothing store, but there wasn't anything for us to do. That evening we went to a park, served dinner to people, and had some music and skits. It wasn't the best day in terms of reaching out to people, but I did have an excellent devotional time before we went out. I was reading Psalm 55 that day, and verse 22 struck me in a different way than it has before. It says: "Cast your burden upon the LORD and He will sustain you; He will never allow the righteous to be shaken."
Again, to quote what I wrote in my journal that morning, "I've been struck by the implications of this verse. The word 'burden' means 'circumstances'. In whatever circumstance of life, God remains faithful. Every burden, every care... What would be different in my life if I lived like that? If I gave Christ every burden, care, circumstance, fleeting thought of worry, etc. Wouldn't I be free of the world? Free to live for God, knowing He is sovereign and in control of every little thing? What a challenge this is. I'm prone to worrying and stressing out. It's so hard not to. But even worrying about not being able to stop worrying can be given to Him. What a joy! That He gladly takes away every hindrance and trial!"
On Wednesday we went back to Acts 2, where we unloaded trucks, handed out food, and cleaned up. That afternoon we went to the skate park for about two hours. I wasn't able to talk to anybody personally, but the members of my group were able to give away two Bibles and talk to three people extensively.
That night we went to Red Rock for our worship time. It was amazing! It started raining right as we got there, but we didn't let that hinder us. We were able to look out over an amazing view, and we could see a little bit of downtown Denver. The last song we sang was "How Great is Our God." As we were singing the very last "God" in "How great is our God," there was a huge flash of lightning and one of the loudest thunders I've ever heard. It was awesome! I had my eyes closed, but the lightning was so bright I could still see the flash.
On our last day we went to pray with two men, Minister Gordon and Clifford, in the morning about a ministry to the homeless they're hoping to start soon. They told us about it, and then we "bathed it in prayer," so to speak. Their passion was so encouraging. In the afternoon I stayed back at H.O.P.E. to take care of one of the members of our team, who was sick, while someone else took my place to go with my team. They went to a mall to prayer walk and talk to people. It fell through, though, because most of the mall wasn't open. While I was on my own there I had a good time playing guitar and singing. A song I kind of fell in love with again was "Step By Step." It just seemed to sum up the week. A lot of times, I was just taking the next step, not looking too far ahead. But God was faithful to help me every step of the way.
Oh God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You.
I will seek You in the morning
And I wil learn to walk in Your ways
And, step by step, You'll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days
I will follow You all of my days
I will follow You all of my days
And, step by step, You'll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days
Anyway...
I will warn you: this post is going to be quite lengthy
This year's trip was different, to say the absolute least. To quote from my journal, "I thought I would have more passion and boldness once we got here. But this year is different. Last year it seemed easy to push past the little trials. But this year it seems that the little things really drag me down--the weariness, heat, dehydration, etc." This year's trip was much harder. We didn't get to do as many activities, and the results we saw weren't as "loud", so to speak, as last year. But as I thought about it on the day before we went home, some new thoughts came to my mind. It wasn't like God had changed in the year since we'd been in Denver. This year He had different things to teach us. One thing I definitely learned was not to expect things to be the same. It's not always going to be sunshine and roses. This year it was a lot more taking it one step at a time, relying on God for strength each day, and learning to trust Him when things were hard.
I guess for this post I'll just tell you about it, and the next post will have the pictures. Here goes.
This year we stayed at a place called House of Prayer Englewood (H.O.P.E.). It was right next door to a bar, so we had music blaring through the walls and floor until about 2 AM most nights. There was no air conditioning downstairs, which drained our strength too. It was a good place, though. The people there really set an example: someone was always there praying.
We arrived on Sunday, and went back to Scum of the Earth Church that evening. I think I liked it much better than I did last year. The worship time was incredible, and I really enjoyed it.
On Monday my team went to the Restoration Outreach Facility. We helped them sort through a bunch of donations they'd received, and we also were able to get showers there too. That afternoon we went to the bus stop (yay!). The bus stop was my favorite place last year. This year it was the only place where we got to do Living Water, so it was my favorite place this year too. I only met two people there, but they were pretty interesting.
The first was a man named Ernie. I told him we were with a church group, and he kind of closed up after that, so I didn't get to talk with him about God or anything. One funny thing was that when I asked him where he was going, he told me he was going to go rob a bank. He was joking, though. Still, it was kind of hard to know how to respond to that.
The second was a Mexican woman named Nuvia. The leader of my group, Jeremy, first tried to talk to her, but she hardly spoke any English, so she went to sit away from our group. When I heard that she didn't speak any English, for some reason that made me really want to go talk to her. Keep in mind, I can say hello and thank you in Spanish, and that's about it, but I really felt like God was leading me to talk to her. So, I did, and we ended up talking for about an hour and a half! It was SO cool! She actually purposefully missed her bus a few times because she was having such a good time talking to me. She was a fun woman to talk to, with an infectious laugh and a willingness to try and have a conversation with me even though we had a hard time talking to each other. Because she understood so little English, I wasn't able to share the gospel with her, but I was able to pray with her. I tried to keep it short and simple, so she would understand most of it, and I think she really appreciated it. Nuvia was probably the highlight of my week!
On Tuesday my team wasn't able to do that much. We went back to Acts 2, the food bank and clothing store, but there wasn't anything for us to do. That evening we went to a park, served dinner to people, and had some music and skits. It wasn't the best day in terms of reaching out to people, but I did have an excellent devotional time before we went out. I was reading Psalm 55 that day, and verse 22 struck me in a different way than it has before. It says: "Cast your burden upon the LORD and He will sustain you; He will never allow the righteous to be shaken."
Again, to quote what I wrote in my journal that morning, "I've been struck by the implications of this verse. The word 'burden' means 'circumstances'. In whatever circumstance of life, God remains faithful. Every burden, every care... What would be different in my life if I lived like that? If I gave Christ every burden, care, circumstance, fleeting thought of worry, etc. Wouldn't I be free of the world? Free to live for God, knowing He is sovereign and in control of every little thing? What a challenge this is. I'm prone to worrying and stressing out. It's so hard not to. But even worrying about not being able to stop worrying can be given to Him. What a joy! That He gladly takes away every hindrance and trial!"
On Wednesday we went back to Acts 2, where we unloaded trucks, handed out food, and cleaned up. That afternoon we went to the skate park for about two hours. I wasn't able to talk to anybody personally, but the members of my group were able to give away two Bibles and talk to three people extensively.
That night we went to Red Rock for our worship time. It was amazing! It started raining right as we got there, but we didn't let that hinder us. We were able to look out over an amazing view, and we could see a little bit of downtown Denver. The last song we sang was "How Great is Our God." As we were singing the very last "God" in "How great is our God," there was a huge flash of lightning and one of the loudest thunders I've ever heard. It was awesome! I had my eyes closed, but the lightning was so bright I could still see the flash.
On our last day we went to pray with two men, Minister Gordon and Clifford, in the morning about a ministry to the homeless they're hoping to start soon. They told us about it, and then we "bathed it in prayer," so to speak. Their passion was so encouraging. In the afternoon I stayed back at H.O.P.E. to take care of one of the members of our team, who was sick, while someone else took my place to go with my team. They went to a mall to prayer walk and talk to people. It fell through, though, because most of the mall wasn't open. While I was on my own there I had a good time playing guitar and singing. A song I kind of fell in love with again was "Step By Step." It just seemed to sum up the week. A lot of times, I was just taking the next step, not looking too far ahead. But God was faithful to help me every step of the way.
Oh God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You.
I will seek You in the morning
And I wil learn to walk in Your ways
And, step by step, You'll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days
I will follow You all of my days
I will follow You all of my days
And, step by step, You'll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days
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