I love this song that my old friend Osoba Aire sent me. We grew up together in Jos, Nigeria. Our families are close and I know what his family has gone through. I see them all “stand” and walk through life, secure in the love they have for each other and steady in their faith.
This is the song I played for one of my friends who sat in my car, crying because he felt his world was over. Everything had been stripped away from him and he thought there was no way out. I had talked and talked and could not console him. So I pulled out my phone and played this for him.
And this is the song I played again and again when I lost my beloved brother. I had done all I could, asked myself where to turn for consolation. And the only thing I could do was Stand on God’s promises that we would heal. My husband and children hugged me tightly and held me up when I faltered. On one of those dark days, my friend Chinwe called me and told me “You know all those years of building your faith? This is what it was for. Believe that God has a plan.”
Philippians 4;13: I can do all things through God who strengthens me.