Yesterday, I discussed here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) the fact that the surgeon I saw in London on Thursday, is willing to do the surgery I need. For this, I praise God.
Being our Lord's Day, I would normally make my way to go worship with my church family.
This would allow me opportunity to praise, honour and worship Him, with others. However, due to not being able to drive at the moment, this is something I cannot do.
Thinking about honouring God brought to mind a hymn that is so very important. Not just to me, but to all.
It was created by William Henry Monk and Henry Francis Lyte and is entitled, Abide With Me: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLMbHttVbp4. There are actually more verses than are used on the video, but those lyrics recorded are below.
Abide With Me
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
It truly is important to honour and glorify God. To walk and live in His will, according to the scriptures He gave us.
We all need God to abide with us. In life and in death, He is needed.
No matter if our lives are happy or sad, going well or not, if we abide in Him, He abides in us.
Just as God told us in John 15:6-7, "If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned. If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you."
This past Thursday, I was so thankful that the London surgeon confirmed to me that he would do my surgery. It was truly an answer to prayer.
I asked. He provided.
I praise God, for this. Thank You, Lord!
Until next time...
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