There's just something...

All of my life I've been blessed with my Mom and my Grandmother's "general good health". I've had lots of cases of strep throat and viruses over the years but I've never had to deal with anything serious. No broken bones, no surgeries. But this past week I've had had this crazy thing called pharyngitis. It's alot worse than any sore throat I can ever remember and I can hardly eat or talk. Anyway, the other day Dad, Mom and I were running some errands and Dad put in the original Gaither Trio CD (back when it was Bill, Gloria and Danny). They had the most beautiful version of There's Something About That Name, and it stuck with me. A few days later we made our second trip to the doctor and I got a shot for pain and I've not had a shot since I was a toddler. I got through the needle fine but when we left to pay, everything started flashing and I started wobbling. It was one of the scariest moments of my life because I'd never experienced anything remotely similar. I ran to the bathroom and Mom and I sat on the floor. She kept asking if we should get a nurse but I was too scared for her to leave me. My head felt like it was swelling and my body was heavy and I kept praying that it would stop. There on the floor the words from that Gaither CD came to my mind and I prayed them over and over.

 "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. There's just something about that name. 

Master, Savior, Jesus. Like the fragrance after the rain...

...Jesus, the mere mention of His name calms the storm, heals the broken, raises the dead. At the name of Jesus I've seen sin hardened men melted. Derelicts transformed. The lights of hope put into the eyes of the hopeless child. At the name of Jesus hatred and bitterness turn to love and forgiveness. Arguments cease. I've heard a mother softly breathe His name at the bedside of a child delirious from fever. And I've watched as that little body grew quiet and the fevered brow cooled. I've sat beside a dying saint, her body racked with pain. When those final fleeting seconds summoned her last ounce of ebbing strength to whisper her sweetest Name. Jesus. Jesus. Emperors have tried to destroy it, philosophies have tried to stamp it out, tyrants have tried to wash it from the face of the earth with the very blood of those who claimed It. Yet, It still stands. And there shall be that final day where every voice that has ever uttered a sound, every voice of Adam's race shall rise in one mighty chorus to proclaim the Name of Jesus. For in that day, every knee shall bow, and every tongue shall confess that Jesus Christ is truly Lord. 

So you see, it was not mere chance that caused an angel one night long ago to say to a virgin maiden, His name shall be called Jesus. There's just something about that name... 

Kings and kingdoms shall all pass away, 

but there's something about that name..."