Do you not know?  Have you not heard?  Has it not been told you from the beginning?  Have you not understood since the earth was founded?  He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth, and its people are like grasshoppers.  He stretches out the heavens like a conaopy, and spreads them out like a tent to live in.  He brings princes to naught and reduces the rulers of this world to nothing.  No sooner are they planted no sooner are they sown, no sooner do they take root in the ground, than he blows on them and they whither, and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff.   Isaiah 40:21-24

Our God is our eternal ruler.  He is our shepherd and guide.  We only need to look to Him for wisdom and guidance.  He will care for us, love us and hold us.  Look to the Lord, seek Him always!

Do you not know?  Have you not heard?  The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.  He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom.  Isaish 40:28

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“The Lord Almighty has declared in my hearing:  ‘Surely the great houses will become desolate, the fine mansions left without occupants.’ ”   Isaiah 5:9

In this verse Isaiah is telling of the judgements that will face Israel, but I certainly can see how it applies to us today.  Our country is facing a hard economic time.  The news is full of the troubles we are facing.  Every time we drive somewhere we see another house in foreclosure.  It is sad, scary and unsettling.  But the Lord is our strength.

“The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom shall I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.”  Psalm 18:2

Only God can protect us from the oncoming onslaught, we will be facing.  We will see hardships, I have no doubt.  But I have the peace that the Lord is my shield, He is my rock.  I can stand on him.  I can run to Him to find refuge when life gets scary and unpredictable. 

Oh Lord, thank you for being my deliverer.  I am so weak and easily scared.  But, you know me and love me just as I am.  Help me Lord to run to you each and every day to seek the comfort only you can give.

Failing

I have failed on my plans to do my daily devotions each morning.  I have let sleep take precedence over spending time with the Lord.  I continually fail at this.  I don’t know how to improve.  I need to improve.  I need the Lord to give me the strength and ability to remove my sleepy head from the pillow.  I need God to light a fire in my heart so that it is the first thing I desire to do each morning.  I don’t have the answers for this.  I am without a remedy.

It Is Well With My Soul

When peace like a river attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea-billows roll:

Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,

“It is well, it is well with my soul.”

 

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,

Let this blest assurance control,

That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,

And hath shed His own blood for my soul

 

My sin- O the bliss of this glorious thought,

My sin- not in part but the whole,

Is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more.

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

 

And, Lord haste the day when my faith shall be sight,

The clouds rolled back as a scroll,

The trump shall re-sound and the Lord shall descend,

“Even so”- it is well with my soul.

 

Refrain

It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul) it is well, it is well with my soul.

The above hymn was written by Horatio G. Spafford in 1873.   Mr. Spafford was a prominent lawyer in Chicago.  On October 8, 1871, he and his wife Anna were grieving over the death of their son, when the Great Chicago Fire occurred.  Horatio had invested heavily in the real estate and the fire took almost everything he owned.

In 1873, the Spafford family decided to take a holiday in England where Horatio’s friend D.L. Moody would be preaching.  Horatio was delayed by business so his wife and their 4 daughters Tannetta, Maggie, Annie and Bessie, went ahead without him.

On November 21, 1873, the ship that they were traveling on collided with an iron sailing vessel.  Two hundred and twenty-six people lost their lives, including the Spafford’s four daughters.  Anna, alone survived.  Upon arriving in England she sent a telegram to her husband starting with “Saved alone”.

Horatio took a ship to England to be with his wife and in the process passed the spot where his daughters had lost their lives.  While he was on the ship he wrote the words to the above hymn. (Information found on Wikipedia)

 

Every time I sing this song, I think of Horatio Spafford and his amazing faith.  What an awesome testimony for us all.  It alludes me how he could write this amidst so much grief.  I don’t know if I could respond with such faith.  Would I be able to say “It is well with my soul”, if I lost all of my children.  This hymn touches my heart so deeply, tears run down my face, when I raise my voice to sing.  It makes me think about my life.  At times I feel it isn’t well with my soul, but when I sing this song I realize that I have nothing to complain about.  This hymn reminds me to take my eyes off myself and turn my gaze back to Lord.  God sent His son to die on the cross for me, a wretched sinner, so that it would be well with my soul.

Psalm 119:71 says “It was good for me to be afflicted so that I might learn your decrees.” We discussed this concept in our Sunday School class a few weeks back.  Can we be a willing vessel in service to the Lord if God hasn’t brought us to our knees first?  Do we fully rely on the Lord if we haven’t dealt with some sorrow in our lives.  I know this is true for myself.  If I hadn’t had to deal with my illness when I was 24, I would never have taken the focus off myself.  That illness helped me to become an empty vessel for the Lord to fill up with his love, mercy and grace.  I am now a more willing servant for the Lord and am continuing to learn the lessons He has for me.

 

“Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the LORD has been good to you.  Psalm 116:7

 

Lord, please help me to see you clearly.  Help me to turn my eyes to you.  Horatio Spafford lost so much yet, he was able to praise you and find peace in your love.  Lord, I pray that I will not focus on the difficulties I face.  Help me to give my life fully to you, so that I can say “it is well with my soul”.