Time to Worship (Week 3 Thursday)

We started in the middle of dinner. But included many interruptions from the little ones. We sang… Hallelujah What a Savior! and Blessed Assurance.

Man of Sorrows! what a name
For the Son of God, who came
Ruined sinners to reclaim.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood;
Sealed my pardon with His blood.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Guilty, vile, and helpless we;
Spotless Lamb of God was He;
“Full atonement!” can it be?
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Lifted up was He to die;
“It is finished!” was His cry;
Now in Heav’n exalted high.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

When He comes, our glorious King,
All His ransomed home to bring,
Then anew His song we’ll sing:
Hallelujah! What a Savior!

This was one of my favorite hymns a few years back and probably still is. I sang a version where they repeated a chorus of “hallelujah what a saviors” between each verse. Can’t seem to find that version anymore. But I re-discovered this by thumbing through the hymnal this morning… so we sang it during family worship time. This song highlights the sufferings of Christ, his life, death and exaltation… and his work to bring us into the kingdom. I like the progression.

We had a brief time of prayer and then reading of scripture. We read Romans 8:18-27 and looked at how Paul described future glory. Our sufferings in this life are but a momentary blip in comparison to the glory revealed in us. We need it today. Mommy was tired and so was I… this was a good reminder.

I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us. The creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed. For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the glorious freedom of the children of God.

We ended today with a brief discussion and some fussiness from the little one.