IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
“A life lesson in being an over-comer not under-comer”
Saturday in Spokane is a lazy day for me. Lazy means I don’t have important tasks for NBC. Lazy days are luxury for me because there’s no schedule and no deadlines. Just an opportunity to do the little things that need to be done to live my life peacefully and enjoyably.
The day began at 5 AM with time by the fire with Susie. One task I wanted to accomplish, besides getting my car washed, was picking up my test scores at the doctor’s office.
Cancer test scores always quicken my heart and give me a measure of trepidation. The nurse who greeted me told me it was not possible to release the score.
She was very nice so I asked her if she would like me to sing her a song before I left. She said “Of course.”
I began to sing Jingle Bells which caused both of us and several in the waiting room to laugh, and then I told her what I really wanted to sing and I asked if she knew the song “It Is Well With my Soul.” The nurse said no, but another patient knew the song and with a loud cheerful voice I say “it is well with my soul.”
Horatio Spafford wrote this song. He lost his fortune in 1871 in the Great Chicago Fire. Spafford lost four daughters when their ship sank. His wife, Anna, survived and telegraphed Horatio, “saved alone.”
It Is Well With My Soul has encouraged and inspired millions around the world. I am one of them and I shout as I sing today “it is well with my soul.” Join my choir and sing it.
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.
Well that was Saturday. We all had joy. Today is Monday. Today was test day at the oncologist.
Like Mr. Spafford, my news was not what I wanted to receive. I give myself two hours to work through disappointment. Then it becomes time to live my life game plan. Be joyful always, pray without ceasing in everything for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. Thank you Lord we offer you a sacrifice.
– Crowell
