Blessed Assurance

Friday, April 10, 2020

Fanny Crosby was the "Chris Tomlin" of her day, during the early part of the 19th century.  She today is still known as one of America’s most prolific hymn writer, writing  8,000 Gospel songs and hymns during a lifetime.  All of her days, except the first six weeks, were spent in blindness. However, not even the loss of eyesight could render defeat to this astoundingly courageous soul. Who preserved and overcome great obstacles giving all the credit to her faith she had in God.   She published hymns under several pen names including "Ella Dale," "Mrs. Kate Gringley," and "Miss Viola V. A., and is known for a song that resonates across centuries and it began with a visit with a friend.  

The year was 1873 and it was a normal day in which, Fanny was visiting with a friend. During the visit her friend,  Mrs. Knapp,  played a tune on her piano, which she had recently written. She then asked Fanny, “What does this tune say?” After kneeling in prayer for a few moments, she rose and declared, “It says, ‘Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!’” Fanny began to dictate verses to Mrs. Knapp, who wrote them down, fitting them to the melody just as we hear it sung today.

“Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God.
Chorus:
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior, all the day long,
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior, all the day long.”

In the middle of the quarantine,and the isolation brought one by COVID-19-- each morning I find myself unknowingly humming this song.    It speaks to me, and has become a living prayer for me each day to say and sing.
"Perfect submission, all is at rest
I in my Savior am happy and blessed
Watching and waiting, looking above
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love"
Psalms 23 speaks of this when David pens the words, "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not  want.  He makes me lie down in green pastures."  God himself, knew that this day was coming-- it is not new to him.  And he will provide. In the middle of all the uncertainties, he will meet my needs.  Let me say it again-- He will meet your needs.    Maybe not the way that you wanted, maybe not the way that it was-- but he will meet your need.    The NIV actually says, "I lack nothing." 
 And he makes us rest.  "Yes, perfect submission, all is at rest."  The world is silenced-- paused.  The air is clean, the birds sing again-- time has slowed down.    It is like the idea of when we sleep our rhythms slow. The rhythm of our heart slows, the rhythm of our lungs  is softer and it makes way for both growth and healing. The rhythm of our world has slowed too and alone, yet together, we are at rest.  I can take this season for growth, for healing and you can too.   God makes us lay down,  He asks us to find rest.  I'd like to say that each passing day is done with perfect submission, but I'm still working on it
AND when we can look around and see the world, and our many blessings found in the joy of each other, the sweetness of slowness, and the kindness in the world-- we can see there is so much of his goodness and love.
So tonight I will go to bed singing still this age old song, praising my savior all the day long.
 
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