A month ago I was driving to work on a dreary Monday morning – stereotypical, straight from a movie, Monday morning. I was half asleep, coming up to the red brake lights of traffic, and it started to drizzle. My negative self was ON A ROLL.
“There is power in the name of Jesus to break every chain.” This has easily become one of my favorite worship songs recently. I mean… I tear up almost every time we sing it at church. It’s become my personal anthem for difficult times, which if I’m being honest, seem to hit me at some point every day.