Even Then...

We sang the second verse of "It Is Well With My Soul" in staff lunch this week.

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.

It is not always easy to "let this blest assurance control," especially when Satan buffets and trials come.

But--I know it, even then--because of Jesus' kind regard of my helplessness (not only helpless, but hateful, rebellious, and despicable), my soul has been plucked out of all the worst horrors and given all the best promises possible.

So, it is well.