I awoke to these words on my radio this morning:
In every victory,
Let it be said of me,
My source of hope,
My source of strength,
Is Christ alone.
Psalm 23 says "He restores my soul." This week my soul has been restored. And, amazingly enough, as much as I have professed being an introvert -- He has restored my soul by talking to other people. Soothing people -- you know the kind: the opposite of chafing people. And you KNOW the chafing people. I'm thankful for those soothing people. I'm thankful for my restored soul. And I'm thankful for my victory -- in Christ alone.
In every victory,
Let it be said of me,
My source of hope,
My source of strength,
Is Christ alone.
4 comments:
I love that song!
I think I fall into BOTH categories of people--both soothing AND chafing--but I hope it was the former, not the latter, when you called me yesterday. :)
Give a little bit of heart and sould, Sarah.
Love you.
I imagine we all fit into either category at one time or another. But truly, it's a reminder that it's the soother in us that restores! :)
This evening I hope to find restoration in the 1-hour walk I'm planning to go on after dinner.
Restoration - what a great word and happening.
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