In Christ Alone

April 22,2013

I first heard of Lizzie from Peter, when he shared with me the photography book she had given him. Then I had the privilege of meeting her when she had asked Peter to be kind of like a second shooter for her, in California. So we flew down there for his cousin’s wedding and drove around California in the same car. I remember her asking about how Peter and I had met and our relationship. And letting her sit in the front seat because the backseat made her feel more sick. She visited us at our apartment with Peter’s sister and also did the photography for Peter’s sister.

The day I logged into Instagram is the day I found out she had passed away- that day. And here I’m writing about her for one and only one reason (because I honestly have no right to write anything else) – about how in her pain and struggles, she pointed to Christ. She was constantly on my mind, even if I had only known her for so little. And I’m still thinking about her. I’m still finding myself tear up. If I think about the last few sermons our pastor has been preaching on, I think of her. She was truly someone who pointed to Christ, her hope was in Christ alone. Just look through her posts and you will see it all throughout. She gives a vivid testimony through it all.

In Christ alone my hope is found

He is my light, my strength, my song

This Cornerstone, this solid ground

Firm through the fiercest drought and storm

What heights of love, what depths of peace

When fears are stilled, when strivings cease

My Comforter, my All in All

Here in the love of Christ I stand

In Christ alone, who took on flesh

Fullness of God in helpless babe

This gift of love and righteousness

Scorned by the ones He came to save

‘Til on that cross as Jesus died

The wrath of God was satisfied

For every sin on Him was laid

Here in the death of Christ I live, I live

There in the ground His body lay

Light of the world by darkness slain

Then bursting forth in glorious Day

Up from the grave He rose again

And as He stands in victory

Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me

For I am His and He is mine

Bought with the precious blood of Christ

No guilt in life, no fear in death

This is the power of Christ in me

From life’s first cry to final breath

Jesus commands my destiny

No power of hell, no scheme of man

Can ever pluck me from His hand

Till He returns or calls me home

Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand

I will stand

I will stand, all other ground is sinking sand

All other ground, all other ground

Is sinking sand, is sinking sand

So I’ll stand

Songwriters: Andrew Shawn Craig / Donald A. Koch

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