It is Well…

Isabella is none the worse for wear from her inoculations last week.  Himself and I survived, too!
As I sit here, waiting for Bells to go to sleep so I can take a shower with the confidence that she will do herself no harm, I am thinking about the role Spaces has in my life.  Originally, I began this blog with trepidation and great anticipation of what would come to pass.  I wondered if I would have visitors and who they would be.  Would I be bothered by trolls?  Did I still have the ability to put thoughts into words?
Well, I have been blessed by the people I have met these past seven months.  You are a varied group.  Each of you speaks to a different part my personality.  Some of you are artists.  Some are parents.  Some of us visit each other from different continents.  Several are veterans and a couple are serving our country right now.  It is a very exciting journey I have been honored with.  Once again, I thank you for letting me be a part of your lives.
As for "It is Well"…have you ever heard the hymn "It is Well With My Soul?"  It was written long ago by a man whose children were lost on an ocean journey.  His wife cabled him to let him know and he got on a ship to join her.  As he crossed the area where his children perished, he wrote the words to this touching hymn.  "When peace, like a river, attendeth my way.  When sorrows, like sea billows, roll.  Whatever my lot He has taught me to say, ‘It is well.  It is well with my soul.’"  I may not have gotten the words exactly right but I think you get the gist.
The composer never doubted that His God was still on His throne.  He didn’t blame God for the death of his cherished children.  I have had some sea billows roll in my life lately.  Actually, they are little waves in comparison to the author of the hymn.  Still, it is well with my soul.  Never once have I questioned the Lord’s presence during these tumultuous times.  Without a shadow of a doubt I know He is sustaining me.  "His mercies are new every morning" and I have the hope of brighter days.
Not to worry.  All is well and will be better once I take care of a few niggling problems (interesting word, niggling).  I grow stronger each day knowing I am loved.
I wish you well, gail

23 responses to “It is Well…

  1. Gail,
      First to answer your comment: "Actually I’m feeling just fine."  Perhaps it is my choice of words, or the style in which I choose to write, but you are the second friend I’ve had to comment on my latest entry.  Quite the contrary, I’m merely trying to express that we of faith cannot compromise our values just to fit the needs of other’s whimsical expectations.  It is my firm belief that Jesus stressed to us (through His parables & example) that we must first learn to love ourselves as He loves us.  Often my writings are just reflections of my mind concerning the maturation process of spiritual growth in my life.  If I try and please simply for the sake of pleasing and it conflicts with my spiritual conscience, then I can never find satisfaction of soul if the effort does not happen naturally according to the whisperings of the Holy Spirit.  Bottom line, to me, love should unfold without thought, without false pretense, it should flow from us like the beauty of a flower in bloom.  Hope this helps with your concerns which, by the way, I know are sincere.
      Your most recent post is absolutely wonderful.  Like you, I’ve found this Internet friendship experience to be wonderful and a tool with which we can share ourselves with others regardless of the tiny matters in which we all differ. In the future I will express myself with more simplicity.  I am exceedingly grateful to have you as a sister in Christ and a fine example in which to follow.  You are a most welcome friend.
    J. Wesley 

  2. This is one of my favorite hymns; people comment on my calm demeanor thru all the craziness in my life, & this is what I quote.
    Here are prayers that those "niggling" things are resolved & dissolved- I’m glad you wandered into my world.

  3. We sang this at my dad’s funeral.  Also at my son’s.  The words are so rich with meaning for me.  (see my sight actually for more on this music fitting life’s circumstances stream of thought – great minds think alike I guess).  I’m prayin’ ya up right now Gail, that whatever the sea billows in your life look like right now that God reaches down to keep your little boat from capsizing.  And you KNOW He’ll do it.
    I am planning to email you soon. Much work yet to accomplish today, but very soon.  And my real name is Cherie. It’s been published here in blog land before, so it’s okay with me to share that.  Pronounced,  Sha – ree. It’s weird I know.  French, actually. My father’s gift to me. He loved the name and fought for it with mom (who wanted Elizabeth – also a lovely choice) so they settled on Cherie Beth.
    I’m sure you really wanted the whole history on that.  But I’m a bit of a rambler.
    You too mean much to me dear blog friend. I know we’ve only just come into eachother’s virtual lives, but what a blessing and encourgement this relationship has been. I have many, many, friends in my town, who I can see and hug and have coffee with. But this is a whole new dimension of friendship and I really like it.  Thanks for putting yourself out there. It’s great knowing you.

  4. Sea billows roll in, and sea billows roll out, but the Lord remains the same!!!
    It’s wonderful to have this confidence as an anchor for the soul!
    Love ya!!!
    Carol 🙂

  5. I came over to say hello, as I read a comment of your’s on Meg’s site, where you stated something about perfectionism…"if I can’t do it perfect, why do it at all?"  Oh, this theory is the bane of my life, I’ll tell you!  I totally know where you’re coming from!  Also, I love that hymn…it says so much.

  6. well… it has been a blessing for me to share your journey too…
    thanks for taking the time to "space" …
    I always get encouraged after visiting your space…
    God bless!
    Do not be afraid, Abram. I am your shield, your very great reward

  7. Hello Gail,
    What a very touching blog, having the courage to put everything out in the open, express fears & doubts. The solution you arrived at is such a wonderful one. There are so many songs available for a source of comfort, "The Old Rugged Cross," "He Lives," "Shall We Gather at The River" (as long as the preacher didn’t preach about dumping all the alcohol in the river:), "His Eye is on The Sparrow" – (Hearts favorite), "I Know Who Holds Tomorrow," and then for Easter is "He Could Have Called Ten Thousand Angels." So many songs I won’t even try to start a complete list. OK the last two songs are perhaps my favorites. They make one think about the supreme sacrifice Jesus made for us before we were.
    Be prepared for some more wintry blast. Starting tomorrow through Saturday, we will be getting more snow. They are talking 8"+. Earlier today they were just talking flurrries, amazing how quickly the weather forecast can change. We’ll stay warm and safe. We will have to do some getting outside which is totally unavoidable. Due to the circumstances, we wouldn’t avoid it even if we could.
    Have a great day!
    Peace, Love, & Blessings.
    ps: Glad you haven’t been bothered by the trolls.

  8. Hi Gail.
    Well my dear I have to give you alot of credit, to tell the truth I could not look after my grandson all day . He is a hand ful and he makes me tired. So when I do have him I spoil him and play with him and send him home. I am not like other grandmotheres in that respect. But you know Gail. I just cant do it. I did feel guilty for along time but not now.
    You as always are in my prayer. I have had a few flares of firbro. so I streach . Walk and compliane to my husband and only the walking and streach and praying help. Hope all is well.
    Love and Hugs always
    Lisa   and you are in my prayers everyday I lift you up.

  9. I LOVE that hymn!!  It is truly a testament to faith and trust in God through adversity.  I clung to Job 13:15 "Though He slay me yet will I hope in Him" when I went through my illness several years ago. 
    I’m so glad that your hope is set on Him and that it is well with your soul!
    Take care,

  10. Hey Gail, a short one..have ta run. haha.. I love that hymn too. Have you heard the three tenors sing it? I have..over the VCD! haha…but they sang it so beautifully, and even Pavarotti himself was touched… They were invited to sing for the opening of some very large company owned by a multimillioinaire M’sian businessman. this businessman is a man who’s very strong in the Lord (goes to the same church as I). As the three tenors sang it, tears came to the businessman and his wife’s eyes. You see, his wife was suffering from cancer. ..but their faith in God remained strong. Anyway, she passed away quietly recently…but he remains faithful in the Lord…and this hymn I think, carried them through the toughest moments.
    Hey, I’m blessed to know you too! ok, see I saiad I had to run, and here’s a long comment! hahaha… will ciao now! Take good care!!
    HUGS from all!

  11. I didn’t know the words to this hymn until recently, but I have a beautiful piano solo arrangement that I have played many times. It sent chills down my spine when I learned the words and its history because I always felt such an amazing presence – power – as I played, escpecially in the middle of the piece. Even my pastor once remarked that as he watched me play he could see the this Presence come upon me.
    Glad to hear Bells did alright with her immunizations. Meeting people here on Spaces has been a blessing to me as well.

  12. Every time I hear you say “himself” I just start busting up.  What is the significance of the third person?  Is it an inside joke?  Is he a king? ~smiles~.  It just tickles my funny bone when I see that in your writings ~chuckles~.
    Well, you’ve weathered the storm and the precious child is doing well ~beams~.  I so love to hear good news, so much of it is apparently bad in this world.  But hearing that a child is doing better uplifts my spirit! ~smiles radiantly~
    Heh, it’s a two-way street hun.  You fulfill certain aspects of our lives too ~hugs~.  That’s why we keep coming back, because we love you and want to know everything is ok, or at least how you are doing so that we may pray, show compassion, etc. ~smiles~
    You just keep on keepin’ on hun…those bad things are not of Christ.  They are of the enemy and they want to tear you down.  It’s what they do! ~lays on hands~ Be well!  We both know how the enemy can be so obscure as to suck you into an obsessive place where we just dig a bigger hole.  Curl up in a warm spot with a blanket and some cocoa and read the Sermon on the Mount in Matthew.  It can’t hurt ~hugs~.  Sometimes when life really has me blotto’d and confused I grab my little girl and just lay on the couch all day watching Disney channel with her until she recharges my soul ~smiles~ with Christ’s light.  There is a reason Christ said be like the little children ~smiles~.
    My boy has been having suicidal tendencies lately ~cringes~.  My wife and him talked for a long time last night, and I have told him it is an abysmal demon that wants to snuff the light of God from him.  Most people go through life not seeing these demons and just being mindless vessels of the dark ones.  I see them suckers in every word, symbol, drug, and emotion.  It’s just more proof that the time is getting shorter and speeding to a close ~sighs~.  I don’t know what I would do if I lost my children, but I know God knows what I would do and I am sure that is why it hasn’t happened yet, if he wants to take them during the rapture that is fine.  My job will be done ~teary eyed~.   And yes I would blame God for a good long time, because he does hold the keys to life and death.  Who else are you going to blame?  I am like an ant to a human.  I know not what he does, nor why ~smiles~.  But when I die God shall shred the anger, darkness, and other demonic spirits from my soul cleansing me so that I may go home and be in the warmth of my family and the billions like me ~smiles~.

  13. Hello Gail,
    I do hereby solemnly affirm that I will not send the wintry weather your way or on the way to anyone else. God might have plans for where the weather goes and His choice is always right. Sometimes humans need a little reminder that we cannot control all things like some people lke to think. God has it covered. The new fallen snow reminds me that my sins have been purged. When it starts getting tracked up, I am reminded that trials and temptations will still come along but with God’s help, I can overcome.
    Peace, Love, & Blessings.

  14. Hi Gail, as I read this entry, I found myself thinking of my mum and picturing her singing this hymn while cooking in the kitchen.  This is one of her favorite hymns and one that we all know very well.  It is very comforting to know that no matter what we may be going through, He is in our corner and He will take care of us.  Give thanks in ALL things, I love to say.  He is directing our steps and I just hold on to that promise while I go through life everyday.  He loves us unconditionally and He wants what’s best for us……..that is just so comforting to me.

  15. I continue to thank you for your friendship and support.  I’ve recently been verbally attacked on this domain because I had an objection to someone I "thought" was a friend, but when I suggested that the "F" word just might not be appropriate for a public domain, well, this false friend and some of her friends have made it there mission to bombard me with their disbelief in God.  Therefore, I changed my permissions to only my friends.  What they failed to mention is that I have never pushed my faith down any one’s throat, nor would I ever do so.  Now I must simply turn the other cheek and pray for them.  Strange how I chose you to confide in…I suppose it is because I so respect your privacy.  Thanks for lending an ear.
    J. Wesley

  16. I am sorry you’re having some sea billows rolling, but when God’s at the helm, of course…all is well within your soul.
    I hope this goes as quickly as it can.
    I believe that if we take care of the little details, God tales care of the big stuff; So hand it on over to Him and let go.
    As long as you know that God loves you ~ Phil 4;13, means there is no fear, right?
    All of us of bloggers out here love ya and want it to work for you ~ in God’s way. So keep hanging on and let us know.

  17. It is so lovely….
    Peace like a river…hang int there…we love ya and care for you and yours . You just take care, kid’s do that to you, you know… ;o)

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

    Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,  Let this blest assurance control,That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,  And hath shed His own blood for my soul.It is well…with my soul… It is well, it is well, with my soul…He lives–oh, the bliss of this glorious thought;  My sin, not in part, but the whole,Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more.  Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, Oh my soul.It is well…with my soul… It is well, it is well, with my soul…And, Lord, haste the day when our faith shall be sight  The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,The trumpet shall sound, and the Lord shall descend;  Even so, it is well with my soul…It is well…with my soul… It is well, it is well, with my soul…
    ~~Horatio Gates Spafford [1873]

  18. had to laugh to myself reading about you waiting for Bells to go to sleep so you could take a shower .I had forgotten how I never got to go to the toilet alone in the daytime when mine were little and now I have to take Fergus with me ! He said "boobies "when I was getting dressed on Thursday morning ,Jason had taught him the word & not told me .As mine are ‘ample’ ,when he said it several times I was laughing along with my son to teach him that as a body part …lol
    Fergus had a bad fall on Friday thankfully I was not minding him ..Jason was so upset when he rang to ask me to go & take a look at Fergus’ forehead (I will post a pic soon)which he had banged against a solid wood door .He has beauty of  a bump but was  okay and I had him here until this evening amusing his grandad & me with his own little reconstruction  performance of what happened including pretending to cry  ! Jason was gutted ,and rang several times to check on him  .
    I really will have to make this my last visit tonight/this morning and get to bed it is now after 2 am ,so if this doesn’t make sense you will know why …lol
    peace and joy be yours

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