Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Thou art the Potter, I am the clay.
Mold me and make me after Thy will,
While I am waiting, yielded and still.
Thou art the Potter, I am the clay.
Mold me and make me after Thy will,
While I am waiting, yielded and still.
Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Search me and try me, Master, today!
Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now,
As in Thy presence humbly I bow.
Search me and try me, Master, today!
Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now,
As in Thy presence humbly I bow.
Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Wounded and weary, help me, I pray!
Power, all power, surely is Thine!
Touch me and heal me, Savior divine.
Wounded and weary, help me, I pray!
Power, all power, surely is Thine!
Touch me and heal me, Savior divine.
Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Hold o’er my being absolute sway!
Fill with Thy Spirit ’till all shall see
Christ only, always, living in me.
Hold o’er my being absolute sway!
Fill with Thy Spirit ’till all shall see
Christ only, always, living in me.
by Adelaide Pollard, 1907
I sat down at the piano yesterday in our new home in Zimmerman, MN. When I flipped open the hymn book, this is the song that came up. What a comfort to me right now! Ethan is stuck in London on his way to Ghana. Stolen documents! He has no passport, no Ghana visa, and no yellow fever documentation. These are all required to get to Ghana to teach. My mind and heart have been swirling since he texted me with this news. I guess there is a first for everything. He has travelled to many places in the world and has never gotten documents stolen. Feeling out of control and unable to change anything confirms my humanness and lifts my thoughts and heart to God who has all things in His hand.
Early this morning I spent time reading the Bible and praying. As I looked out on our woodsy property, I saw the fog in the woods, much like the picture above. I heard the birds, and the knock-knock-knock of a woodpecker that made me smile. What comical creatures! God's glory shines in His creation, and as I think about God providing for these birds, how much more does He care for His chosen people! Jesus said, "Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows." Matthew 10:31 Then, turning to Acts 16 for my daily Bible reading, the amazing story of Paul and Silas being directed by the Holy Spirit to Macedonia reminded me again of God's rule and good purposes in every one of these foggy days.