Isaiah 43:1-3 Mark 4:35-41

Alan & I went to Anglade yesterday morning, the children went to Cenon, our neighbour Joelle took them(!)
The texts actually speak for themselves, but what a wonderful thing it is to be a Christian, to know that whenever we have difficulties, whenever we pass through then flames or are in the middle of a storm, we are not alone..the one who can calm storms & the flames will always be there with us, right by our sides. O Lord give me faith to trust you in the middle of my storms when the rise up!

Romans 8:17-27 Present sufferings,future glory.

There were again a number of new folks at the Anglophone service in the evening, where we continue to look through Romans. What a glorious thing it is to be sons of the living God, what a wonderful inheritance is are ours..ahh but that's for next week.
This week we heard how though we have a glorious inheritance, at present we along with all of creation, are waiting for this inheritance to be revealed..we wait & groan.,but it will be ok, it will! We are not alone in our difficulties (hmm, heard that this morning!) Jesus is praying for us, & his Spirit within us is also "interceding for us with groans that words cannot express"
Sometimes all we can do is groan, we don't know what to pray or how to pray particulary if we are ill..but " the spirit helps us in our weakness"

Well, looking at the verses that were preached on yesterday, how well they slotted together!

All the way my Saviour leads me,
what have I to ask beside?
Can In doubt His tender mercy
who through life has been my guide?
Heavenly peace, divinest comfort,
here by faith in Him to dwell,
For I know whate'er befall me
Jesus doeth all things well.

All the way my Saviour leads me
Cheers each winding path I tread,
Gives me grace for every trial,
Feeds me with the living bread,
Though my weary steps may falter,
And my soul athirst may be,
Gushing from the rock before me,
Lo! a spring of joy I see

All the way my Saviour leads me,
O the fulness of His love
Perfect rest to me is promised
In my Father's house above
When my spirit, clothed, immortal
Wings it's flight to realms of day,
This my song through endless ages
Jesus led me all the way

Frances Jane Van Alystyne 1820-1915