I was driving home from work tonight and praying for Katherine and I was moved to sing It is well. I was reminded of the night my grandmother died and how, when singing the same song it was from a position of continued faith and resignation to divine will. Tonight, however, it was more joyous and thankful and I couldn't figure out why because part of me felt that maybe she had died and that the Spirit had moved me in the same way as when my grandmother died...but I couldn't shake the celebratory nature of my singing.
Now it all makes sense.
Abba Father, for your name's sake, heal your daughter.
Now it all makes sense.
Abba Father, for your name's sake, heal your daughter.
