I am so sad.......for Mark...for his wife and family....... shoot......30 days islolation at the hospital while they try to purge his system and do all they need to do to start him on the road to recovery.On Easter, his 2 teenage daughters were baptised during the service......and then, 2 weeks later, this news.Any day........it could happen to any one of us......and yet it is so sad to see a fellow Christian's life change literally overnight......and yet, it happens every day, I'm sure.....somewhere in the US....in the world........Your prayers would be welcome.........Why? Do we ever know why? no...... IN this case, it seems like a direct attack on the family.......spiritually and physically.... we'll leave the outcome with God.......as we always do......Just this week, I heard the story (again) of a man 100 years ago (or more) who lost 4 daughters in a ship accident. HIs wife survived....and he took a ship to Europe to join her.....and on the way, about where his girls were lost at sea.....he stood on the deck of the ship for a while...and then went to his stateroom and wrote the hymn we have all sung since we were little " It is well with my soul..."Read the words of this hymn again.......and we can all learn what it means to leave everything in God's hands..
- When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
- Refrain:
It is well, with my soul,
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, oh, 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!- For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.- But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!- And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.I heard this story on the radio this week...BEFORE I knew that Mark had been diagnosed.Hmmmmmm.......read that last verse again....
- And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.Does the one event....(Mark's illness)....tie into this song....and the last verse?????Mark knows these are the End of Days....and the Lord's return is near.Is there a message to me here??? To all of us???
I hope so....YFIC,Randy