I don’t Know if I am afraid to die or not, but I don’t
think so.
I remember a man who
came to a wedding one time, while I was pastoring.
He told me he wanted to come and talk with me. He shared
with me that he had cancer, and knew he was dying.
He told me that he
wanted to do it right. He wanted to know
how to do that.
He then wanted to talk about Salvation.
I led him in the “Sinners prayer”. He accepted Jesus. He attended church every Sunday the rest of
his life.
One day, I got a call from Him, and he asked that I come
see Him.
When I did, he told me, that he felt that he was pretty
sure that he had just a few days left.
‘David, do I need to
do anything else before I die.”
We talked for a time and I tried to assure him, that we had
done, all I knew to do, and now we just had to trust Jesus.
He smiled and thanked me and sent me home.
He passed that night.
I hope that when my
time comes, I can continue in my faith and in the meantime, hope that I continue
to be at peace, as I do at present, and that God’s Grace holds me.
Amen
Hymn: It is Well with my Soul
1 When peace like a river attendeth my way,
when sorrows like sea billows roll;
whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say,
when sorrows like sea billows roll;
whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say,
"It is well, it is well with my
soul."
Refrain (may be sung after final stanza
only):
It is well with my soul;
it is well, it is well with my soul.
It is well with my soul;
it is well, it is well with my soul.
2 Though Satan should buffet, though trials
should come,
let this blest assurance control:
that Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
and has shed his own blood for my soul. Refrain
let this blest assurance control:
that Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
and has shed his own blood for my soul. Refrain
3
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! Refrain
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! Refrain
4
O 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. Refrain
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. Refrain
Psalter Hymnal, (Gray)
From Web page:
staugustine.com/living/religion/2014-10-16/story-behind-song-it
Story behind the song: It is well with
my soul
Horatio G. Spafford was a successful lawyer
and businessman in Chicago with a lovely family — a wife, Anna, and five
children. However, they were not strangers to tears and tragedy. Their young
son died with pneumonia in 1871, and in that same year, much of their business
was lost in the great Chicago fire. Yet, God in His mercy and kindness allowed
the business to flourish once more.
On Nov. 21, 1873, the French ocean liner,
Ville du Havre was crossing the Atlantic from the U.S. to Europe with 313
passengers on board. Among the passengers were Mrs. Spafford and their four
daughters. Although Mr. Spafford had planned to go with his family, he found it
necessary to stay in Chicago to help solve an unexpected business problem. He
told his wife he would join her and their children in Europe a few days later.
His plan was to take another ship.
About four days into the crossing of the
Atlantic, the Ville du Harve collided with a powerful, iron-hulled Scottish
ship, the Loch Earn. Suddenly, all of those on board were in grave danger. Anna
hurriedly brought her four children to the deck. She knelt there with Annie,
Margaret Lee, Bessie and Tanetta and prayed that God would spare them if that
could be His will, or to make them willing to endure whatever awaited them.
Within approximately 12 minutes, the Ville du Harve slipped beneath the dark
waters of the Atlantic, carrying with it 226 of the passengers including the
four Spafford children.
A sailor, rowing a small boat over the spot
where the ship went down, spotted a woman floating on a piece of the wreckage.
It was Anna, still alive. He pulled her into the boat and they were picked up
by another large vessel which, nine days later, landed them in Cardiff, Wales.
From there she wired her husband a message which began, “Saved alone, what
shall I do?” Mr. Spafford later framed the telegram and placed it in his
office.
Another of the ship’s survivors, Pastor Weiss,
later recalled Anna saying, “God gave me four daughters. Now they have been
taken from me. Someday I will understand why.”
Mr. Spafford booked passage on the next
available ship and left to join his grieving wife. With the ship about four
days out, the captain called Spafford to his cabin and told him they were over
the place where his children went down.
According to Bertha Spafford Vester, a
daughter born after the tragedy, Spafford wrote “It Is Well With My Soul” while
on this journey.
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.
Chorus:
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul
Anna gave birth to three more children, one of
which died at age four with dreaded pneumonia. In August 1881, the Spaffords
moved to Jerusalem. Mr. Spafford died and is buried in that city.
And the peace of God which surpasses all
understanding, shall keep your hearts, your minds through Christ Jesus. -
Philippians 4:7.

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