My baby brother is in his early 50's and through a series of unfortunate occurrences is almost totally blind. He doesn't receive any government assistance and lives in a state hard hit by the recession. He has finally, after maxing every resource he had to try and stay independent, moved in with my sister whose own job suffered cut backs and is just getting on her feet a little.
What I want to share with you, Dear Christian, is not all the sad details of life as a blind person who could see until middle age, but the joy my brother brings me in his appreciation of life and God. He listens to a bit of music sometimes and today he texted me these wonderful lyrics. I posted the youtube video too to give credit where it is due, but it is the words I want you to consider. And how this struck a chord with a humble heart that only wishes to be pleasing to God.
Oh how I want that kind of faith!
I've got trials an tribulations /trouble all around
my desires an
expectations have me lost more than I'm found
and lord knows I often
falter in the smallness of my pride
but when l knee down at His alter I
am lifted up inside/
till I stand before that mount and till I sit beside
the throne
till the waters of those fountains carry me home/
till I rise up
from this mortal place of blood and bones
let the rock that was rolled
away be my corner stone
help me face every tomorrow /give me strength to bare
the load
give me signs that I can follow and set my feet upon the road
and
may He who walked on water give me courage where I tread
and when I kneel down at his alter let my hungry soul be fed/
let this faith be my foundation/ this hope my liberation
till I fly away on that glorious day
-Clay Cross
