Robert Lowry, a pastor in New York City, was going through a difficult time during an epidemic. Many of the suffering would die in a matter of hours. Day after day he stood beside the graves of those who had died and tried to give hope to their loved ones. On one occasion, however, his faith was deeply challenged and he cried out to God, “Shall we meet again?”
Really? Can a gracious God do this to good people? We are parting at the
river of death. Will we ever meet again at the river of life? He took his doubt
seriously and began to read his Bible on his knees. Finally he found God’s
answer, went to his organ, sat down and wrote the words and music to the great
old hymn, “Yes, we’ll gather at the river that flows by the throne of God.”
The Steds were enjoying a beautiful day of sun and sand on the Long Island
Sound. Suddenly, they heard a cry for help. With no though for his safety, Mr.
Sted ran into the water to rescue the boy - but failed. Mrs. Sted’s heart was
broken when she returned to her empty home.
She fell on her knees and began to pray. God heard and helped her and gave
her hope. She sat at her piano and wrote the beautiful hymn, “‘Tis so Sweet to
Trust in Jesus”
Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Bicker, missionaries to Peru, were waiting to board a
ship that would take them home for a vacation. Just before boarding the ship,
Mr. Bicker was killed in an accident. To comfort his wife, and now fatherless
children, Dr. Oswald Smith wrote the poem, “God Understands and Cares.”
Said the Psalmist, “Sing for joy on beds of pain.”
Prayer: How grateful we are Lord, for the assurance of
Your presence and peace, even when life seems senseless. In Jesus’ Name,
Scripture for Today: Psalm 149:5 Let his faithful people
rejoice in this honor and sing for joy on their beds.