I read The Hiding Place in the past. Right now I am finishing the audiobook version. And it’s so good. What a lesson in trusting the Lord in seasons of suffering. The following is one of my favorite stories:
Corrie’s father, Casper ten Boom, was a watchmaker. As a child, Corrie traveled with her father on the train. She treasured these times with her father and the opportunity to talk with him. On one trip Corrie asked her father to define a word she had heard used among other children. Casper didn’t answer. She wondered if he had heard. Finally, he asked her to lift his suitcase full of watch pieces and parts. Obediently Corrie bent to lift the suitcase, but she couldn’t. It was too heavy. Then Casper explained, some knowledge was too heavy for Corrie to bear then. Could she trust her father to carry it for her? Throughout her journey of working in the underground, suffering in prison, losing her loved ones, and suffering in the concentration camp Corrie held on to this story. She did not know why the Lord allowed such suffering. But she trusted Him to carry it for her. (summarized from my memory)
Shane & Shane released a new album about a month ago. It has been on repeat since the day I discovered it. My favorite song is probably “The Lord is My Salvation.”
Is He Worthy? came out earlier this year. I heard it soon after its release, but recently attended a conference where it was played live. Since then it has been on repeat in my mind (and my playlist).
Big Enough is not new, just new to me. It was introduced to me by a friend.
Parables of the Cross by Lilias Trotter is a short book, but it is packed with rich truth. My only hesitation in recommending it to others is the cover and typesetting. It is not at all appealing. However, it has been such a blessing to me that I am working on reformatting and reprinting it, so if you are interested, stay tuned!
From prayer that asks that I may be
Sheltered from winds that beat on Thee,
From fearing when I should aspire,
From faltering when I should climb higher
From silken self, O Captain, free
Thy soldier who would follow Thee.
From subtle love of softening things,
From easy choices, weakenings,
(Not thus are spirits fortified,
Not this way went the Crucified)
From all that dims Thy Calvary
O Lamb of God, deliver me.
Give me the love that leads the way,
The faith that nothing can dismay
The hope no disappointments tire
The passion that will burn like fire;
Let me not sink to be a clod;
Make me Thy fuel, Flame of God