Like everybody else in the world, I turned on the TV on the morning of 9/11/01, and watched in unbelief at the horrific scenes before me.
I wrote this poem the following week, and posted it on a Christian Poetry forum (re-posting date Sep 2002 if you're looking for it). Some of my other poems are there also.
This is dedicated to those whose lives were forever changed by the tragedy.
God has perfect timing!
When I arrived home from church last week, my son was in a dilemma...
Hi Everyone
Last Sunday the Pastor was unavailable, so asked me if I could do the teaching that morning.
I was a bit hesitant to say yes, as I hadn't taught for over 10 years!
He said I could teach on whatever I wanted (brave man!). So I decided to expand on the post Whom Shall I Fear? I wrote last year.
If you want to listen, you can find the message here.
Please note that I was extremely nervous! I have not listened to the recording, as I don't like the sound of my own recorded voice.
Enjoy!
Blessings.
The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?
(A study of Psalm 27:1-5)
The Cowboys vs the Indians. The Cops vs The Robbers. The Federation vs The Dark Side.
Good vs Evil.
That's how we all view our daily struggle for existence this mad world of ours - our thinking being that the harder we try to subdue the bad with our goodness, the better chance there is that good will eventually prevail.
But unfortunately that doesn't work with our personal character and God.
One of the most confusing paradoxes in Christianity is that the harder you try to be good in order to get to heaven, the less chance you have of making it there.
When peace like a river attendeth my way;
When sorrows like sea billows roll -
Whate'er my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
"It is well, it is well with my soul!"
Thus say the words of a famous old hymn written by Horatio Spafford.
And thus say the words of a picture that hangs on the wall of my lounge.
