We Follow a Conqueror

These days are short on strength and long on pain and other symptoms, but I did get some more roses in to enjoy after a bouquet famine.

And I read this encouragement:

Is it not a thought of exultation, that however crushed and crippled we may be, our Leader is marching to music all the time -- marching to a victory sure as the eternal heavens? We follow a Conqueror. ... It is only our bodies that are bound. Our souls are free.

Rose from Brier by Amy Carmichael