Cleft for me?

November 5, 2018

 

   

My friend, may I ask you a question? In times of testing and pain how do you believe that the hand of God is waiting to touch your heart when times get tough and despair settles in? Do you believe he reaches down and grabs our life with a comforting “Let’s get to work!” and “I’ll help you to move on?”

 

My friend, life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I’m Mark Brunner.

 

 

 

What’s the worst thing that can happen to you when your pulling a camping trailer, followed by several families pulling their trailers and you’re racing against the sun to make it to the campground before dark? How about a flat tire on your truck? There are few feelings more forsaken than a flat tire, especially when you’ve got a trailer connected to that truck. Many years ago I had that experience. I can still remember the feel of that truck as it swerved to a stop on the side of the road. My heart sunk as I thought about that setting sun and those two other families who were relying on the group getting there at the same time. I walked back to look at the badly shredded tire just as my friends John and Wally were pulling to a stop behind me. Shaking my head, a heavy feeling of despair seemed to settle down around me. The spare was in the back of the truck hemmed in by a whole lot of bins and baggage. That’s when I felt John’s hand on my shoulder and Wally’s reassuring words. “Let’s get to work!” Suddenly, things seemed a whole lot better, just having felt the touch of a friend and heard those encouraging words. 

 

In a way, that’s perhaps how the hand of God feels upon our hearts when times get tough and despair settles in. He reaches down and grabs our life comforting us with a “Let’s get to work!” and “Don’t worry, I will help you not only to make it but move on as well.” 

Here’s a story: A farmer with a large acreage of beautiful grain was “hailed out” before harvest time. The storm was long and hard and literally flattened a great percentage of his crop right down to the ground. His crop was a total loss. After the hailstorm was over, father and son walked out into the devastated fields. The farmer was quiet as he stared out at the vast acreage of damage. The boy looked up at his father’s stern face as tears were beginning to well up in his eyes. The boy couldn’t keep the tears back himself, as he expected some violent reaction from his dad. For a few seconds he looked down at the battered earth but heard nothing from his father. Imagine his surprise when he heard his father begin to sing, “Rock of Ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in Thee.” (By C. L. Paddock, Signs of the Times, January 1, 1952.) 

 

That son probably went out into the world, where he undoubtedly met trials and disappointments himself. I can only imagine that years later, looking back to the time of the hailstorm and his father’s reaction, he may have seen that incident as one of the most powerful sermons every preached in his life. It’s been nearly 30 years since that flat tire and camping trip. And, you know, I’ve often recollected the comfort of that moment, when life gets heavy and I’m not sure how I’ll make it through the day. As I look back now, I know one thing for certain; John and Wally may have been there for me, but God was speaking through them. We’re never alone. God’s comforting hand, in the words and touch of others, is always there to lift us up. Dear Lord, may we always hide ourselves in Thee, in that special cleft designed for a very special us to you. 

 

We pray. Heavenly Father, we come to you today, bowing in our hearts, asking for protection and mercy. Lord, we are assailed moment by moment with life and its challenges that leave us vulnerable and weak. Surround us with your divine hedge of protection. Encompass us round about with your strength and might. Let all who take refuge in you be glad, let them ever sing for joy. And may you shelter us, that those who love your name may exult in you. In Jesus' Name we pray, Amen. 

 

Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.

 

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<markcbrunner@thispassingday.com> From Beech Springs, God bless you for Jesus sake.

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