Drawing strength from the Spirit, we press on. By the power of God, we look on disease with defiance, refusing to succumb. Justin’s opponent, cancer. Mine, an unfortunate muscle-wasting genetic inheritance.
Days melt into weeks and exhaustion rolls in and out like the tides. But we are not swept away by strong currents, keeping our eyes fixed on Truth, our hearts stayed on the one whom is Lord of gladness and grief, famine and feast.
Ascribe to the Lord, O heavenly beings,
ascribe to the Lord glory and strength.
2 Ascribe to the Lord the glory due his name;
worship the Lord in the splendor of holiness.
3 The voice of the Lord is over the waters;
the God of glory thunders,
the Lord, over many waters.
4 The voice of the Lord is powerful;
the voice of the Lord is full of majesty.
5 The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars;
the Lord breaks the cedars of Lebanon.
6 He makes Lebanon to skip like a calf,
and Sirion like a young wild ox.
7 The voice of the Lord flashes forth flames of fire.
8 The voice of the Lord shakes the wilderness;
the Lord shakes the wilderness of Kadesh.
9 The voice of the Lord makes the deer give birth
and strips the forests bare,
and in his temple all cry, “Glory!”
10 The Lord sits enthroned over the flood;
the Lord sits enthroned as king forever.
11 May the Lord give strength to his people!
May the Lord bless his people with peace!
Grace be with you, my friends.