Cornerstone

In two days, I will stand clothed in my wedding dress. I will stand on the stage of our church’s sanctuary holding my groom’s hand.

Together with our guests, we will sing our favorite song….

“My hope is built on nothing less, than Jesus’ blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly trust in Jesus’ name”

This song did not become our favorite song from experiences together. It was already our favorite song when we started dating.

“Christ alone, Cornerstone, he is Lord, Lord of all”

We both sang it separately in our hard times. Trials God chose bless us with.

The song became my favorite after a hard, hard break up. I would stand in the bathroom, look in the mirror and try, try to sing this song. The words would barely come, but they were a promise.

“Weak made strong; in the Saviour’s love
Through the storm, He is Lord
Lord of all”

They were a promise I could stand on. A fight song, breathing, whispering that Christ is Lord. Lord over my pain. Lord over my situation.

“When Darkness seems to hide His face
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil”

I would sing the song in church. God seemed to have it pop up everywhere. More often than not, I would break down in tears, but these verses kept resonating anyways.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless stand before the throne.

As the pain slowly healed, and I continued walking the narrow road, I kept singing this song. It was a reminder of where I had been, where I was, and that Christ is victorious.

On Saturday, Brandon and I will sing this song. I may barely be singing, because of my excitement and happiness but in my heart it will be a shout.

God is faithful. Christ is Lord. Even when the darkness closes around you. Even when you barely have a thread of hope running through your fingertips. The darkness will not last forever. That anchor of hope will grow stronger.

“Christ alone; cornerstone
Weak made strong; in the Saviour’s love
Through the storm, He is Lord”

“Lord of all”

 

 

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