It is well with my Soul

The song "It Is Well With My Soul" was written by a successful Christian lawyer, Horatio Spafford. His only son died at age 4 in 1870. In 1871, the great Chicago fire wiped out his vast estate made from a successful legal career. In 1873, he sent his wife and four daughters over to Europe on a summer trip on the ill-fated SS Ville du Havre. Since he had a lot of work to do, he planned to follow them later. The ship sank and he lost his four daughters with the wife being the only survivor. She sent him a famous telegram which simply read, "SAVED ALONE...."  On his return home, his Law firm was burned down and the insurance refused to pay; they said "It's An Act Of God".  He had no money to pay for his house and no work, he also lost his house. Then while sitting and thinking what's happening to him, he wrote the famous hymn - "...whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say - It is well, it is well with my soul."  

My dear friend, a good attitude will determine your altitude.  When you look at your life, career, job or family life, what do you say?  Do you praise God? Do you blame the devil?  A good attitude towards God makes Him move on your behalf.  Just sit down and say, 

Today God, it is well with my soul, 

I am thankful I had a peaceful sleep, 

I am thankful I am alive with possibilities, 

I am thankful I have a roof over me,

I am thankful I have a job, 

I am thankful that I have Family and Friends.

Above all, I am thankful that I have the Lord Jesus Christ on my side.   

Be blessed and don't be envious or shocked when others are prospering because you don't know what they have been through to get there (test, trials and tribulation) so thank God for what you have. Little is much when God is in it. It Is Well With My Soul!

Here are the lyrics to the hymn:

It Is Well With My Soul

When peace like a river, attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,

It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Refrain:

It is well, (it is well),

With my soul, (with my soul)

It is well, it is well, with my soul.

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.

My sin — oh, the bliss of this glorious thought! —

My sin — not in part but the whole, —

Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:

If Jordan above me shall roll,

No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life,

Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

But Lord, 'tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,

The sky, not the grave, is our goal;

Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!

Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul.

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,

The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;

The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,

Even so, it is well with my soul!