Just me trying to be honest with God.

Friday, June 22, 2007

When the Smoke Clears

“The LORD shall preserve you from all evil; He shall preserve your soul.” Ps127.7-8 NKJV

We know these words do not mean that God always keeps His people from getting cancer, having accidents, undergoing debilitating depression or the many other trials of this fallen place. Father does keep us from them though, just not always, and sometimes in ways that we are not able to appreciate. I am sure God has kept me from many things that I know nothing about. And, like most, I am able to point to some instances where His protection was all that stood between me and disaster. The grand assurance of these precious words is that even though evil may come against God’s own, Father will, and He will always see us through it, even use it for good. When all hell is unleashed against the child of God we are assured that when the smoke clears, we, and not our enemy, shall be the one standing.
The story of William Cowper tells this as well as any other. Cowper like many, struggled with depression and doubt. One night he decided to take his life by drowning himself. He called a cab and requested that the driver take him to the Thames River. A thick fog was present that night and long story short, after driving around for sometime, the cabby finally stopped to let Cowper out. To his surprise, William found himself on his own doorstep. Cowper is remembered for his powerful hymn: God Moves in a Mysterious Way.

God Moves in a Mysterious Way His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs And works His sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence, He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain. 6/22/07 ts