Samuel D. High
sdhigh@aristotle.net
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From: Apostle Tom <pressingon@hotmail.com>
Sent: Thu, 31 Jul 2008 21:44:38 -0500
To: <pressingon@hotmail.com>
Subject: Morning Manna (Aug. 1); BP: Jn. 6:15-21; RBTTY: Rom. 4; Ps. 57-59
August 1 “Divine Delays”
“. . .And it was now dark and Jesus was not come to them.”
John 6:17b
When the winds are blowing strong,
When the waves are tossing ‘round your boat
And it seems that all has gone wrong.
You lift your voice to Jesus,
But silence is all you hear;
You cry even more the louder
For the Savior to draw near.
But no tender Voice calls out to you
In your sea so stormy tossed;
You feel somewhat forsaken
Even as Jesus did on the Cross.
“My God, my God, why have You forsaken
Me in my hour of need;
I need to feel You close to me—
This is my humble plea.”
But howling winds and crashing waves
Are all that meet your ear;
Then forlorn despair rises within your heart
As you listen to your fears.
But, then, there in the darkness
When your strength is well-nigh spent,
The Risen Lord appears to you
Like an angel from Heaven sent.
He comes to you on the troubled sea
And says, “My child, Peace! Be still!
Why did you doubt, O weary one?
I said I’d come and I will!
“But, do not fret when the night grows long
And the darkness seems so deep;
For in My delays your faith does grow
And rejoicing even as you weep.”
--Tom Smith
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