“How blessed are the people who know the joyful sound! O LORD, they walk in the light of Your countenance. In Your name they rejoice all the day, and by Your righteousness they are exalted.” – Psalm 89:15-16 NASB
Many of the immigrants who came to America in the 19th century were overwhelmed with the freedom they found to worship God. G.D. Hall was one of those who ministered to these grateful immigrants.
In August 1899, Hall led a series of services in a small prairie town where he “found a hunger after God’s Word so intense it was seldom found elsewhere. They had a great appetite for the Gospel.” An 80-year-old man “was so moved with blessedness after one meeting that he stood up and sang a solo to honor God.”
These people lived in sod houses and had “endured many severe trials.” But Hall found that their faith “has given them power to soar above it.” Many of the people were “poor but they are happy in Jesus and satisfied with their lot.”
Christians can learn many lessons from those immigrants. In the midst of our modern conveniences, we easily can focus on material comforts and feelings. But, as those immigrants found, our joy should not be related to our external circumstances. We can experience the joy of the Lord no matter where we are. No matter what is going on in the world or how much money we have, we can rejoice in Him.
Today, think about your life. Are you so focused on your circumstances that you have forgotten about God? Don’t let anything distract you. Let the joy of the Lord fill your heart and mind. Do not place your hope in the possessions, pleasures. and rewards of the world.
Commit your life to God and start praising Him now. Worship Him. Sing to Him. And thank Him for all He has done for you.
Streams IN The Desert
By: L. B. Cowman
Though you have allowed me to experience much trouble and distress, revive me once again! Bring me up once again from the depths of the earth! (Ps 71:20)
God shows us the troubles. Sometimes, as this part of our education is being carried forward, we have to descend into “the lower parts of the earth,” pass through subterranean passages, lie buried amongst the dead, but never for a moment is the cord of fellowship and union between God and us strained to breaking; and from the depths God will bring us again.
Never doubt God! Never say that He has forsaken or forgotten. Never think that He is unsympathetic. He will quicken again. There is always a smooth piece in every skein, however tangled. The longest day at last rings out the evensong. The winter snow lies long, but it goes at last.
Be steadfast; your labor is not in vain. God turns again, and comforts. And when He does, the heart which had forgotten its Psalmody breaks out in jubilant song, as does the Psalmist: “I will thank thee, I will harp unto thee, my lips shall sing aloud.”
“Though the rain may fall and the wind be blowing,
And old and chill is the wintry blast;
Though the cloudy sky is still cloudier growing,
And the dead leaves tell that the summer has passed;
My face I hold to the stormy heaven,
My heart is as calm as the summer sea,
Glad to receive what my God has given,
Whate’er it be.
When I feel the cold, I can say, ’He sends it,’
And His winds blow blessing, I surely know;
For I’ve never a want but that He attends it;
And my heart beats warm, though the winds may blow.”