Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Dear God,

Only when faith moves us can the woeful sing.  I have known darkness and deep sorrow; yet, even then in the darkest of the deep, you enabled me to sing because faith has the power to make us sing.

This morning how blessed it was to read the devotion on the song, Fairest Lord Jesus.  Using my first-thing-in-the-morning voice, I read the lyrics and sang the song by the light of the Christmas tree.  I paused when I read from the last line of the second verse..."Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer who makes the woeful heart to sing."  You brought to memory precious times when my heart was sorrowing or suffering from deep hurt and you gave me cause to sing.  It changed everything.  My despair turned to hope.  My darkness gave way to the light.  My doubt dissipated as faith took hold.

Faith, the golden gift given by your hand.  In the presence of faith, all that holds us back or down loosens their hold on us because faith is the song we sing when we have no power, no courage, and no strength.  Your presence, your beautiful presence presents itself to us and faith takes the lead returning us to your redeeming side.

Loving God,
you give us
the gift
of faith
and what power
is wrought
when we
trust you.
Thank you
for the
anonymous writer
who is
not anonymous to you,
who wrote
the lyrics
to your song.
Thank you
for faith
that brings us back
from the dead.

Love always, Andrea