Judge Not by Feeble Sense

   I woke up this morning, took my vitamins and had my cup of coffee. Just like I do every morning. Then I thought about the people of Japan. They woke up, if they slept at all, to utter devastation. Homes, loved ones, a sense of security all lost. It is unimaginable. Literally, I cannot fathom it. I have seen the photos and the footage of the water rushing over the land and the boats that look like toys in a bathtub. It is hard to imagine, much less digest. I am pretty much speechless so I am going to use the words of others this morning. William Cowper's poem, "God Moves in a Mysterious Way," came to mind:

God moves in a mysterious way,

His wonders to perform;

He plants his footsteps in the sea,

And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines

Of never failing skill,

He treasures up his bright designs,

And works his sovereign will.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,

The clouds ye so much dread

are big with mercy, and shall break

In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,

But trust him for his grace;

Behind a frowning providence,

He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour;

The bud may have a bitter taste,

But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err,

And scan his work in vain;

God is his own interpreter,

And he will make it plain.

And John Piper posted a prayer for Japan on his website yesterday. I would encourage you to go here to read it and to pray with me for the victims of the tsunami.

~cheryl~