But I’m afraid my feet won’t hold up. I feel… my heart is weak.
Love Always Prevails.
It has been an excellent week. I’m very thankful.
The excellence did not come in big achievements, accolades or a heady sense of euphoria. Not even in the lack of ‘trouble’.
Rather, the excellence was found in a small handful of blessed moments.
Few enough that they would stand out from the other moments, and timed such that they happened just when God knew I needed them. Moments that would normally be missed in the hustle and bustle of our busy-with-urgent-yet-often-not-really-important-things lives, or lost in the noise of our inner conversations and self-absorbed thoughts.
A soundless chat.
A sense of déjà vu.
A shared meal.
An observing from a distance.
A fresh sheet of paper.
In Lemongrass this morning, I was reminded: Jehovah Nissi.
He is my Banner. He is your Banner.
These are our colours. His symbols, our marks. His goodness and redeeming power, our song.
Jehovah-Nissi. The Lord My Banner
By whom was David taught
To aim the deadly blow,
When he Goliath fought,
And laid the Gittite low?
Nor sword nor spear the stripling took,
But chose a pebble from the brook.
‘Twas Israel’s God and King
Who sent him to the fight;
Who gave him strength to sling,
And skill to aim aright.
Ye feeble saints, your strength endures,
Because young David’s God is yours.
Who order’d Gideon forth,
To storm the invaders’ camp.
With arms of little worth,
A pitcher and a lamp?
The trumpets made his coming known
And all the host was overthrown.
Oh! I have seen the day,
When with a single word,
God helping me to say,
“My trust is in the Lord,”
My soul hath quell’d a thousand foes
Fearless of all that could oppose.
But unbelief, self-will,
Self-righteousness, and pride,
How often do they steal
My weapon from my side!
Yet David’s Lord, and Gideon’s friend,
Will help his servant to the end.