Testimony Tuesday -- He Giveth More Grace

“He giveth more Grace,”  James 4:6

He Giveth More Grace

Annie J. Flint

He giveth more grace as our burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength as our labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials He multiplies peace.

His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.

     When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

In my heart I shall always be first and foremost a musician.  My world is a Musical production where songs flit through my head without any provocation and I can easily  be moved to tears by orchestrations heard overhead in a grocery store.  To my children’s embarrassment I have even been caught humming my own theme music as I move through the day and I can find a song to match almost any occasion.

Music was the first means by which I heard God’s voice.  It was songs of my mom that brought me to Christ.  Today, it is still one of the primary ways God speaks directly to me.  To my soul.  My inner being.

Though it is only March 9, this has been one of the most challenging years of my life.  On so many fronts we have faced the enemy has he has battled for our family, our children’s lives and our souls.  This Wednesday, I will put a child on the operating table for the 17th time.  For the 13th time, I will sing my daughter’s ear as she goes to sleep:

“This is my Father’s World

And to my listening ear

All Nature Sings and round me rings

The beauty of the sphere.

This is my Fahter’s World

  I rest me in the thought

Of Rocks and Trees of Skies and Seas

His Hand, the wonders wrought.”

~ M.D. Babcock

It’s the song I once sang to her every night before bed.  It’s the song she asks for each time we enter the hospital.  It reminds us both that our Father alone controls each  moment.  And He will never fail us!

The poem “He Giveth More Grace” was written by a woman who was twice orphaned and struggled with physical ailments.  But she found truth in the words of God.

My own mom often sang this song as I was growing up.  I can remember Sunday nights sitting in pews, playing with my dolls while my mom would sing the “special”.  She did not realize at the time that she was planting words in my heart that when my own soul would faint from fear and my body would teeter on exhaustion, God himself would use to sing Hope to me.

My strength has failed a lot lately and my stores of endurance have been depleted.  But each day I have awakened and CHOSEN to trust my Father.  Each day I have CHOSEN to believe that the Grace for today has been given me.   When the seconds tick by like hours, I have CHOSEN to sit in His peace. 

God longs to speak to us!  He knows the best way to speak to our hearts.  Choose to get quiet today and let him speak to you.  Choose His peace.

Know that in His hand this world exists and Father God has already provided the Grace you need for this moment, for this very breath.  He giveth and giveth and giveth again.

Kimberly Beach