He’s able to carry me through!

I have had a song going through my head (and coming out of my mouth) all week. It goes like this –

He’s able, He’s able, I know my God is able,

I know my God is able to carry me through. (repeat)

He heals the broken hearted and He sets the captive free,

He makes the lame to walk again and he makes the blind to see.

He’s able, He’s able, I know my God is able,

I know my God is able to carry me through.

We sang it this morning, and looking round, one could appreciate the appropriate nature of the song,. Which was why the Holy Spirit had me singing it this week, for the first time in 25+ years.

Almost everybody shared, with uplifting words and testimony from Barry H and Malcolm, and with Shirlene leading us in breaking bread together.

Wendy produced excellent chilli con carne and Lasagna.

Our next meeting is next week, same day, same place, same time. Do stay for lunch.