As I mentioned in the previous writing, I am presently sick with a bug of some sort. My body hurts all over. I have no strength. I am mostly sleeping. So, as I was laying in my bed, this song began playing in my mind:
Blest Be the Tie That Binds
John Fawcett / Hans G. Nageli
Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
Before our Father’s throne,
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts, and our cares.
We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.
So, I inquired of the Lord as to why this song was playing in my mind. And as I contemplated where I primarily have this sweet fellowship, I realized it is on the internet. So, then I asked the Lord if he wanted me to get up and write. And then I spoke with him about how I have no strength, and then he put this song in my mind:
His Strength Is Perfect
Steven Curtis Chapman
We can only know
The power that He holds
When we truly see how deep our weakness goes
His strength in us begins
Where ours comes to an end
He hears our humble cry and proves again
His strength is perfect when our strength is gone
He’ll carry us when we can’t carry on
Raised in His power, the weak become strong
His strength is perfect, His strength is perfect
So, here I am again, having no strength of my own, but I am trusting in the Lord and in his strength to give me what I need in order to write what he wants me to write.
And I think that was it. He just wanted me to encourage you that when your strength is gone his strength is perfect. When you feel as though you can’t carry on, he will carry you, if your trust is in him.
Walking Wounded 