Christ is all Joy!!!

This blog was originally started to keep family & friends updated on Christel's condition. Learning to live our life with out Christel here on earth has been a roller coaster of emotions for our whole family. I decided to start posting again on this site because I do not want to forget I am and will always be Christel Joy's big sister and my joy and hope can only be found in the Lord.

Mother- A woman who conceives, gives birth to, or raises and nurtures a child.

Adopt- To choose or take as one’s own.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

3 years later...and It is well with my soul!


The other day I was driving with the kids in the car and we started going over some bumps in the road, I hear Destiny say Christel would like this road. It makes me smile, because even though she is not with us her memory is strong in our hearts. Most of Destiny's memories are from the stories the older kids, my Parents, and I tell about her.

Like the fact she loved bumpy roads and would get the giggles if it was real bumpy. The best part of us going camping for Christel was that she got to sit anywhere she wanted to in the parked car at the camp site. She loved anyone who could make themselves burp. She loved it when Kimberly & Kaeleigh would burp for her. She would start to giggle and then she would make herself burp. Here favorite fast food place was In-N-Out. She loved to eat (almost) anything. The two foods she did not like was oatmeal and spaghetti.

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul.

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It is well, with my soul, It is well, with my soul, It is well, it is well, with my soul. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ has regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

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My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought! My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

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For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live: If Jordan above me shall roll, No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

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But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait, The sky, not the grave, is our goal; Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord! Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!

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And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul.

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"This hymn was writ­ten af­ter two ma­jor trau­mas in Spaf­ford’s life. The first was the great Chi­ca­go Fire of Oc­to­ber 1871, which ru­ined him fi­nan­cial­ly (he had been a weal­thy bus­i­ness­man). Short­ly af­ter, while cross­ing the At­lan­tic, all four of Spaf­ford’s daugh­ters died in a col­li­sion with an­o­ther ship. Spaf­ford’s wife Anna sur­vived and sent him the now fa­mous tel­e­gram, “Saved alone.” Sev­er­al weeks lat­er, as Spaf­ford’s own ship passed near the spot where his daugh­ters died, the Ho­ly Spir­it in­spired these words. They speak to the eter­nal hope that all be­liev­ers have, no mat­ter what pain and grief be­fall them on earth." http://nethymnal.org/htm/i/t/i/itiswell.htm


The last two years our family has marked this day in different ways. But the one thing that was the same is that we had dinner from Christel's favorite place. Tonight we decided to have spagetti for dinner. :O) Thank you family and friends who have walked with us through these last three years. I can truly say three years later we still miss Christel, yet I can stand and say It is well with my soul!

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