Wonderful Peace

I find myself just silly sometimes.  I have been a tad (HA!) worried about JP and his health issues as of late.  Every time he breathes funny or stops short of what I think he should be doing, I am asking him what is wrong.

He is having these issues, and I really pray that they can find an answer.  Recently they told him they thought there was some problems, and they did more blood work.  Then, they called him to tell him, that he was not diabetic, but they would not discuss the rest of the results until he was in the office.  THEN, he can’t get into an appointment.  THEN, he moves them, or thinks that they are not really THAT important. I have been ready to shoot him myself!

So, I sit here this morning waiting. WAITING.  I keep trying to remember that I am not in control.  I remember that His plan is greater than mine.  I remember that I am to be “Anxious for nothing.”  I remember that I know His will is perfect.

How come it is so hard to let that sink deep into my soul?  I know these things, and yet I do not have that overwhelming peace sweep over my spirit?

Oh Lord, please give me that peace.

Wonderful Peace

Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight
Rolls a melody sweeter than psalm;
In celestial strains it unceasingly falls
O’er my soul like an infinite calm.

Refrain

Peace, peace, wonderful peace,
Coming down from the Father above!
Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray
In fathomless billows of love!

What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace,
Buried deep in the heart of my soul,
So secure that no power can mine it away,
While the years of eternity roll!

Refrain

I am resting tonight in this wonderful peace,
Resting sweetly in Jesus’ control;
For I’m kept from all danger by night and by day,
And His glory is flooding my soul!

Refrain

And I think when I rise to that city of peace,
Where the Anchor of peace I shall see,
That one strain of the song which the ransomed will sing
In that heavenly kingdom will be:

Refrain

Ah, soul! are you here without comfort and rest,
Marching down the rough pathway of time?
Make Jesus your Friend ere the shadows grow dark;
O accept of this peace so sublime!