Happy Spring, friends. I am seriously so happy that winter is finally over and everything is beginning to turn green again... it's a little silly how much the weather really do affect my mood and attitude. Winter is fun for a bit, but then it's just cold and dark and all I want to do is snuggle up with a blanket and a glass of wine and not see anyone #introvertedmuch. But then Spring comes along, with its sunshine and warmer temps, which puts a serious pep in my step and all I want to do is walk around with a basket full of fresh-baked cookies and meet all of my neighbors. I see you, vitamin D, and I appreciate you. Okay, springtime tangent over.
As I have been working through the current She Reads Truth Lent study, I have been oh-so reminded of my fragility as a sinful human. It is just too easy for me to choose _____ (insert idol of choice) over the Lord, and that realization really breaks my heart. The other day, I came across this prayer and - no joke - I'm pretty sure I cried through the entire thing. It reminded me that I am not alone in my desire to purge my life of idolatry sin, which continues to include scraped knees from falling short, and that all joy and redemption and completeness is found only at the Cross. Thank you, Jesus. And springtime and Calvary have something important in common: fresh starts and new beginnings.
So I wanted to share that prayer here, with you, because each time I read it I find it sweet to my soul and refreshing to my spirit, and I pray it does the same for you.
Thou hast led me singing to the cross where I fling down all my burdens and see them vanish,
where my mountains of guilt are leveled to a plain, where my sins disappear,
though they are the greatest that exist, and are more in number than the grains of fine sand;
For there is power in the blood of Calvary to destroy sins more than can be counted
even by one from the choir of heaven.
Thou hast given me a hill-side spring that washed clear and white,
and I go as a sinner to its waters, bathing without hindrance in its crystal streams.
At the cross there is free forgiveness for the poor and meek ones,
and ample blessings that last for ever;
The blood of the Lamb is a great river of infinite grace
with never any diminishing of its fullness as thirsty ones without number drink of it.
O Lord, for ever will thy forgiveness live that was gained on the mount of blood;
In the midst of a world of pain it is a subject for praise in every place,
a song on earth, an anthem in heaven, its love and virtue knowing no end.
I have a longing for the world above where multitudes sing the great song,
for my soul was never created to love the dust of earth.
Though here my spiritual state is frail and poor, I shall go on singing Calvary's anthem.
May I always know that a clean heart full of goodness
is more beautiful than the lily,
that only a a clean heart can sing by night and by day,
that such a heart is mine when I abide at Calvary.
The Valley of Vision