This evening I went to the Saturday service at my church. As we began to sing "All Because Of Jesus" by Steve Fee, my mind slipped to back to about a year and a half ago when I was in the sanctuary barely able to stand, singing that song. My husband would look at me with concern in his eyes knowing that I'd just had chemo the Friday before but I would doggedly insist I was not tired, I was fine. Yes, I could certainly praise God sitting down or even lying down for that matter but oh how I wanted to stand and lift my arms up to God!
The words would pour over my aching, exhausted body...
Giver of every breath I breathe
Author of all eternity
Giver of every perfect thing
To You be the glory
Maker of heaven and of earth
No one can comprehend your worth
King over all the universe
To You be the glory
I fully understood that every breath I took was because of HIM! Every two weeks He would reach down and enable my battered immune system to rebuild. When I felt like giving up, when I felt like I could not fight a moment longer, when I wanted to throw down my sword and simply quit, He would breath upon me and renew my strength! Blessed be the name of the Lord!
Here I was a year and a half later, still singing this song. The battles had been fierce at times but God was still with me every step of the way. He had not abandoned me, leaving me to wander on my own, rather He had carried me and brought a group of His children to walk with me. Praise God for His loving kindness!
Because I'm alive in You
And it's all because of Jesus I'm alive
And it's all because the blood of Jesus Christ
That covers me and raised this dead man's life
It's all because of Jesus I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive
It really does not matter what this physical body faces because regardless of what happens to it, we are alive in Christ Jesus! He is our very source of life!
[quote] It really does not matter what this physical body faces because regardless of what happens to it, we are alive in Christ Jesus! He is our very source of life! [/quote]
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen and heaps more of them as well.
Dear K--There is nothing like a life-threatening illness to make each and every breath something to give thanks for. Just having that kind of gratitude awakened in my heart makes the illness worth the torment. God is good all the time. All the time, God is good. :) YBIChrist--Ron
K, my dad who is 86/87 years reads the orbituary page every day and each time he sees a familiar face or name..he thanks God that he is alive for there but for the grace of God he would appear and, if I were reading the papers nearby, he would turn and say "one day at a time sweet Jesus" but it will change to "our lives are in His hands" when he sees the pictures of young ones on the page. Truly each breath that we take is as He giveth.. may we keep on singing for Him until He calls us home.