Attitude is Everything

Fanny Crosby, a writer of many of our hymns, lived to be ninety-five years old. She was blind all her life, but what a perspective on life she had. When she was eight years old, she wrote, “Oh what a happy child I am although I cannot see, I am determined that in this world, contented I will be. How many blessings I enjoy that other people don’t; to weep and sigh because I’m blind I cannot and I won’t.”

On her grave in Bridgeport, Connecticut, there is a simple little headstone with her name “Aunt Fanny” and these words: “Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine. Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine.”