God Works In Mysterious Ways
know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose."
~ Romans 8:28 (NIV)
"For my thoughts
are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts". ~ Isaiah 55: 8-9 (KJV)
God Works In Mysterious Ways
His Wonders to Peform
Hymn and Lyrics by William Cowper
God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plans His footsteps
in the sea,
and rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
of never failing
He treasures up His bright designs
and works His sovereign will.
You fearful saints,
fresh courage take;
the clouds you so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
on your head.
His purposes will ripen fast,
unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter
but sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err
and scan His work
God is His own interpreter,
and He will make it plain.
moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform" are the first two lines of a Hymn written by William
Cowper (1731-1800). This hymn has an amazing story behind it and is also the last hymn Cowper ever wrote.
Cowper strugged with depression and the story is told that at one point he decided to commit suicide by drowning. Cowper
called a cab and asked the driver to take him to the Thames River. Just then a heavy fog came down and prevented them
from finding the river. After driving around lost for a while, the driver stopped and let Cowper out. To Cowper's
surprise, he was standing right at his own doorstep. Cowper believed God sent the fog that
night to keep him from killing himself. I believe so, too. Even when we don't realize it, God watches
over us, and like a Good Shepherd, He protects us from danger.
the Bible, there are many instances where God spoke to His people. In the New Testament, Jesus promised that He
would send The Comforter, or Holy Spirit, to dwell with us after His departure. John 16:7 says "Nevertheless
I tell you the truth; It is expedient for you that I go away; for if I go not away, the Comforter will not come unto you;
but if I depart, I will send Him unto you". God still speaks to His people, and He does this
through the Holy Spirit. God, through his Son Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit, imparts repentance, salvation
and His wondrous gifts and talents upon those who are willing to accept Him and say, "Lord, work your wonderous ways
in my life". I have always known there is a God, and have never doubted His presence in my life. He
has walked with me in the good times and carried me through the bad ones. He surrounds me with His love and His peace, and without
Him and His wonderful presence, I would not be the person I am today. Through the years, God has protected
me and kept me from harm; and like Cowper, I have had my share of "miracles"... things that to some might seem ordinary
coincidences, but things that I know could have only come together by the grace of God. I believe all things
happen for a reason and that with God, there are no coincidences. He has us within the palm of His hand, and
with God, "nothing" is impossible.
Let God work His wonderous ways in your life, let
Him fill your heart with peace, and may you be blessed beyond measure as you endeavor to do His will.
Father, I ask you to bless each and every person reading this page today. Guide and protect them as they
go through their day to day lives, and surround them with Your Almighty love and presence. I pray that they will
know Your promises are true and that they will have the assurance that when we give You all our cares that you will see us
through every difficulty of our lives. Let them know You are with them in the good times and in bad.
And, Lord, when their road gets difficult, I pray they will feel Your presence and know You are walking right
there beside them, every second, every minute and every hour of the day. I pray in the name of Your Son, Jesus.
to Warm the Heart and Touch the Soul:
The brand new pastor and his
wife, newly assigned to their first ministry, to reopen a church in suburban Brooklyn, arrived in early October excited about
their opportunities. When they saw their church, it was very run down and needed much work. They set a goal to
have everything done in time to have their first service on Christmas Eve. They worked hard, repairing pews, plastering
walls, painting, etc., and on December 18 were ahead of schedule and just about finished. On December 19th a terrible
tempest - a driving rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days. On the 21st, the pastor went over to the church.
His heart sank when he saw that the roof had leaked, causing a large area of plaster about 20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the
front wall of the sanctuary, just behind the pulpit, beginning about head high. The pastor cleaned up the mess on the
floor and not knowing what else to do but postpone the Christmas Eve service, headed home. On the way he noticed that
a local business was having a flea market type sale for charity, so he stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful,
handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross embroidered right in the center.
It was just the right size to cover the hole in the front hall. He bought it and headed back to the church.
By this time it had started to snow. An older woman running from the opposite direction was
trying to catch the bus. She missed it. The pastor invited her to wait in the warm church for the next bus 45
minutes later. She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put up
the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and it covered up the entire
problem area. Then he noticed the woman walking down the center aisle. Her face was like a sheet, "Pastor",
she asked, "where did you get that tablecloth"? The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check the
lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted into it there. They were. These were the initials
of the woman, and she had made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria. The woman could hardly believe it as the
pastor told how he had gotten "The Tablecloth". The woman explained that before the war she and her husband
were well-to-do people in Austria. When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave. Her husband was going to follow
her the next week. He was captured, sent to prison and she never saw her husband or her home again. The pastor
wanted to give her the tablecloth, but she made the pastor keep it for the church. The pastor insisted on driving her
home. That was the least he could do. She lived on the other side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn for
the day for a housecleaning job.
What a wonderful service they had on Christmas Eve. The church was almost
full. The music and the spirt were great. At the end of the service the pastor and his wife greeted everyone at
the door and many said that they would return. One older man, whom the pastor recognized from the neighborhood continued
to sit in one of the pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he wasn't leaving. The man asked him where he got the
tablecloth on the front wall because it was identical to one that his wife had made years ago when they lived in Austria before
the war and how could there be two tablecloths so much alike? He told the pastor how the Nazis came, how he forced his
wife to flee for her safety and he was supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and put in prison. He never saw his
wife or his home again all the 35 years inbetween. The pastor asked him if he would allow him to take him for a little
ride. They drove to Staten Island and to the same house where the pastor had taken the woman three days earlier.
He helped the man climb the three flights of stairs to the woman's appartment, knocked on the door and he saw the greatest
Christmas reunion he could ever imagine.
I received this story by e-mail and am told that it is
a true. The story was written by Pastor Rob Reed who says that God does work in mysterious ways and from my own
life experiences, I totally agree with him.