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1/31/2016

A Mighty Fortress

Standing in the kitchen doing tasks I dislike so much... Cleaning dirty dishes. Greasy fingerprints. Food spills. 
Ick. 

And I catch myself singing to music coming from the next room. Our son sits at the piano playing A Mighty Fortress is Our God. I realize in that moment that I have some zeal to my circular motions as I scrub the table clean from 5 who ate there.  And I also catch my heart feeling so uplifted by the words and truth spoken in my head to my heart. 

My house doesn't feel mighty. It may seem like I'm trapped inside our "fortress" some days. But the truth of the words reminds me of a God who is MY mighty fortress. So much more I could think on. But for now, I am resting my heart there tonight. 

A Mighty Fortress is Our God
1. A mighty fortress is our God, 
a bulwark never failing; 
our helper he amid the flood 
of mortal ills prevailing.  
For still our ancient foe 
doth seek to work us woe; 
his craft and power are great, 
and armed with cruel hate, 
on earth is not his equal. 

2. Did we in our own strength confide, 
our striving would be losing, 
were not the right man on our side, 
the man of God's own choosing. 
Dost ask who that may be?  
Christ Jesus, it is he; 
Lord Sabaoth, his name, 
from age to age the same, 
and he must win the battle. 

3. And though this world, with devils filled, 
should threaten to undo us, 
we will not fear, for God hath willed 
his truth to triumph through us.  
The Prince of Darkness grim, 
we tremble not for him; 
his rage we can endure, 
for lo, his doom is sure; 
one little word shall fell him. 

4. That word above all earthly powers, 
no thanks to them, abideth; 
the Spirit and the gifts are ours, 
thru him who with us sideth.  
Let goods and kindred go, 
this mortal life also; 
the body they may kill; 
God's truth abideth still; 
his kingdom is forever. 

YES! His kingdom is forever!

~ Meg