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It Is Well with My Soul - Zoe Bastardi, Amaya Brown, Sarah Lorish, and Lucy Thompson

These young ladies began working on this video before any of us had heard the names Ahmaud Arbery or Breonna Taylor. Yet the friendship and fellowship that drew them to come together in this way serves as a hopeful picture to the church and the world of what racial reconciliation can look like.

The racial makeup of this quartet is not contrived but a (super-)natural consequence of a commitment that our church would reflect the diversity of God's good creation. This commitment is far from perfected in our church, and we recognize that it comes at a cost, particularly to those called to place themselves in the minority and to act as "bridges" between communities. Yet we are called to bear that cost together, knowing that even "though trials should come," because of the work of Christ, we can still declare, "it is well with my soul."

Let us be led by these young ladies, true sisters in the body of Christ, as we are reminded of the peace we experience through Christ, even as we lament over the sin and brokenness in ourselves and in our world.

-- Lukeythia and Anthony Bastardi

Front: Zoe Bastardi, Sarah Lorish
Back: Lucy Thompson, Amaya Brown
* Thanks so much to Jonathan Stotts, Daniel O'Briant, and Stephen Hogan for their generous help with music and production!


  1. I never tire of watching our daughter dance. Mesmerized, I follow her movements as she tells me a story without words. Seeing her do this in a context of corporate worship makes me believe, once again, that "It is well with my soul" even in this time. That my soul, like this song and dance, could be made perfect even in its imperfection, through the work of Jesus on the cross and the power of the Holy Ghost.

  2. This is truly remarkable. What a gift. Wow.


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