Last August I was listening to a Podcast my daughter told me about- from Breakaway at Texas A&M. Breakaway is large worship service on Tuesday nights in Reed Arena. I was driving alone showing property all around Cedar Creek Lake listening, and this podcast stuck with me and reminded me of the Book of Job.
A buddy of mine posted on Facebook last week that Q4 has been tough but that God answers prayers. Brett and I can also attest that this season has been tough. I had a closing that would have given me rope to swing to my next trapeze but to my dismay, financing fell through at the last minute and that closing never happened. This along with several other unfortunate things all seemed to come at once.
I have been reminded of the that one Breakaway podcast often since I heard it. Of course, It tells the story of origin of the hymn, "It is Well with My Soul." Horatio Spafford (1828-1888) had a great life. He had a loving wife, a successful law career and 5 children. He first lost his son in a tragic accident. He also had invested in real estate all over Chicago and was doing very well. Not long after the death of his son, the Great Chicago Fire destroyed almost every real estate asset he owned...
A few years later, Horatio planned a trip for himself, his wife and daughters to go on a much needed vacation in Europe. He was joining them shortly after wrapping up some business affairs in Chicago. A few days after the family set sail, Horatio received a dreadful telegram from his wife, “Saved alone…” In not so many words, it implied the ship had wrecked and all four of his daughters had perished. He immediately got on a ship and went on the long voyage to meet his wife in Europe. As he was passing through the same seas where his daughters had drowned, it was then that his faith and love of God gave him the inspiration to put these words from his heart to paper:
It Is Well With My Soul Lyrics – by H.G. Spafford
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows, like a sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul. Tho’ Satan should buffet, tho’ trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. My sin- oh, the bliss of this glorious thought- My sin- not in part but in whole, Is nailed to His cross and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul. And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll, The trumpet shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, “Even so”- it is well with my soul.
Chorus It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul. I love this hymn and never knew the 'story'! Horatio went on to have another daughter. Sometimes we need these reminders to keep life in perspective. When things are good or things are bad, God is always with us!
(I am also inspired by poems by Erma Bombeck.... stay tuned!)
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