Praise Him

It's so good to get outside and I was determined to go for a walk today even though it was raining and cold and I'm so glad we did. Many of the moments I've had where I am the closest to God have been when I was outside in God's creation and today was no different. The park was picture perfect like a Thanksgiving Day greeting card. We found a perfect spot on the lake with a covered shelter and blew bubbles, big boy bubbles for Gavin and tiny baby bubbles for Gracie and threw leaves into the lake. And it was so good to know that Gracie could be there with us safe inside my tummy. I have the peace that passeth understanding that only comes from God. I felt like praising God and sang some worship songs. The two that came to me and soothed my heart:

Nicole C Mullins: My Redeemer Lives

Who taught the sun where to stand in the morning?

And who told the ocean you can only come this far?

And who showed the moon where to hide till evening?

Whose words alone can catch a falling star?

Chorus:Well I know my Redeemer lives

I know my Redeemer lives

All of creation testifies

This life within me cries

I know my Redeemer lives

Ye-e-eah

The very same God

That spins things in orbit

Runs to the weary, the worn and the weak

And the same gentle hands that hold me when I'm broken

They conquered death to bring me victory

Now I know, my Redeemer lives

I know my Redeemer lives

Let all creation testify

Let this life within me cryI-I-I know

My Redeemer

He livesTo take away my shame

And He lives

Forever I'll proclaim

That the payment for my sins

Was the precious life

He gave

And now

He's alive and

There's an emptyGrave!

And I know

My Redeemer lives

He lives

I know

My Redeemer lives

Let all creation testify

Let this life within me cry

I-I-I know my Redeemer

I knowMy Redeemer lives

*I know my Redeemer lives

**I know, That I know, that I know, that I know, that I know

He lives*my redeemer lives

**Because He lives I can face tomorrow

He lives*I know, I know

*He lives*I spoke with Him this morning!

*He lives*The tomb is empty

*He lives*He Lives! I'm going to tell everybody!!*

I will never forget the woman who sang this song at a church in Portland that I went to with some friends. She sang this with all the heart and belief that anyone could have that she knew without a doubt even in her pain that "Her Redeemer Lives," there was not a dry eye in the congregation. And I'm hear today to tell you that I KNOW WITHOUT A DOUBT, even though I'm having the worst pain and sorrow I've ever had in my life, THAT MY REDEEMER LIVES.

The very same God

That spins things in orbit

Runs to the weary, the worn and the weak

And the same gentle hands that hold me when I'm broken

They conquered death to bring me victory

The other worship song that came to me today at the park is

"It is Well," by Horatio Gate Spafford.

I felt like God gave me this song today at the park especially the first verse:

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,

It is well, it is well, with my soul.

The lyrics become even more meaningful knowing that the man who wrote them was on his way to meet up with his wife and 4 daughters who had been traveling from the US to Europe by boat when the boat capsized. He received a telegram from his wife that said "Saved alone." His 4 year old son had already passed away previous to this trip from the scarlet fever and they were traveling to England for a vacation. When you can say with all of this pain, "It Is Well, with my soul" it's only because of God's healing hand and comfort.

If you're reading this today and you have not received any comfort and relief from your pain. I'm hear to say that MY REDEEMER JESUS CHRIST LIVES, and you can trust your life to Him. He will comfort your sorrow, grief and pain. He will give you peace. He loves you so much that he gave his life for you. He nailed your sin to the cross and you don't have to bear it anymore.

PRAISE THE LORD, OH MY SOUL!!

It is Well by Horatio Gates Spafford
read the history behind this him here.

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot,

Thou has taught me to say,

It is well, it is well, with my soul.

It is well, with my soul,

It is well, with my soul,

It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,

Let this blest assurance control,

That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,

And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

It is well, with my soul,

It is well, with my soul,

It is well, it is well, with my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!

My sin, not in part but the whole,

Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

It is well, with my soul,

It is well, with my soul,

It is well, 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.

It is well, with my soul,

It is well, with my soul,

It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Oh and don't feel like you have to be invited to visit this sight. All are welcome.