Still Waters

I just spent about half an hour eating my dinner in the ICU Family Lounge with a pair of men from Djibouti, who poured me a glass of juice and practically dumped encouragement in Christ into my soul.  One of the men I had seen before with his family in the ICU.  His six-year-old son has had a tumor on his head for two years.

It was refreshing to see and hear the peace and joy that we share in Christ gush out in broken English, and it was encouraging to me in ways that I know my soul needed.  Rough times may be ahead for our family, but I know that we belong to the Lord.  We have a heavenly Daddy who cares for us, a Savior and Redeemer who has suffered through worse than this, and knows the full extent of temptation, having endured it all without giving in, and a Spirit who lives in us, and is one with the Father and the Son.  He knows our circumstances and pain, and He will speak His word into our hearts, full of precious promises.

How good is the God we adore!
Our faithful, unchangeable Friend,
Whose love is as great as His power,
And knows neither measure nor end.

'Tis Jesus, the first and the last,
Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home.
We'll praise Him for all that is past,
And trust Him for all that's to come.