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WELL. WELL. WELL

 

2 Corinthians 4:8

“We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;” 


Sometimes trouble surrounds, 

threatening to overtake us.

It can appear as though we are alone in our struggles with no way out.


Peace is elusive. 

We may feel as though the shades have been pulled down over our soul. 


Let me say to you,

 “it doesn’t matter what it looks like, it only matters what it is.”


The scriptures are Living Truth.


Why art thou cast down, O my soul? 

And why art thou disquieted within me?

Hope in God: for I shall yet praise Him, 

Who is the health of my countenance, and 

My God.  - Psalms 43:4-5


The Lord is Our Healer. 

He lifts the clouds.

He pulls up the shades.


Well. Well. Well.


The Lord is our Personal Trainer.


And when the woman saw that she was not his, she came trembling, and falling down before Him, she declared unto him before all the people for what cause she had touched him, and how she was healed immediately.

And He said unto her, Daughter, be of good comfort: thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace. - Luke 8:47-48

 

The Lord will finish what He started. 

The Lord is Our Confidence.


No matter what, our security is in Christ.


Well. Well. Well.


Healing may not occur in the way we desire or according to our timetable. 

Yet, sufficient grace is a constant.


“When peace like a river attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll; 

Whatever my lot,

Thou hast taught me to say,

It is well, it is well, with my soul.”

- H. Spafford 1873


Well. Well. Well.


God bless✨ 

In Christ,

Sis. Stephanie 



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