We actually sang this song in church
and after a conversation with some friends, I wanted to remember the history
behind the song. In my mind, I actually
tied both the song and our conversation together and did some research just to
bore the masses here.
The song is penned by a man named Horatio
Spafford in the late 1800's. Mr.
Spafford walked through a very difficult life to say the least. In 1871, his four year old son died. Shortly after that (same year), a historic Chicago fire
ruined him financially. In 1873, he was
planning a trip to Europe with his family but sent them ahead by boat since he
was dealing with zoning problems after the fire. The ship carrying his family collided with a
sailing ship and all four of Spafford's daughters died. His wife Anna survived and sent him a now
famous telegram that simply said "Saved alone...".
As Spafford sailed to his wife to
comfort her, he penned the hymn "It is Well with My Soul" as he
sailed near the area where his children had died.
If I stopped here, that would be
enough for just about anyone. But the
story goes on. The Spaffords later had
three more children. Another son died in
infancy. You would think at this point,
that they would check out. But not the
Spaffords. They moved to Jerusalem and
founded a group called the American Colony whose sole purpose was to serve the
poor. The colony became the subject of
the Nobel prize winning "Jerusalem" by Swedish novelist Selma
Lagerlof. Their love for God and their
realization of His love for them brought God glory in a way they could never
have realized.
You see, Horatio and Anna Spafford
longed for a better country. They knew
that this life was temporary and they chose to give their lives to Christ despite their adversity. They were "Heavenly minded". It reminds me of this verse:
Hebrews 11:16
Instead, they were longing for a better country—a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them.
Instead, they were longing for a better country—a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them.
Tough times will come. There is nothing concrete about our
world. It will change and in time, our
lives will too. The one constant that we
have is that God loves us and will never leave us and He states it clearly in Hebrews 13
Hebrews 13:5b
Never will I leave you;
never will I forsake you.
It is with that concrete foundation of
eternal love, that we become heavenly minded and realize that our lives have been
set into place to serve God, love God, and give ourselves to Him in all we
do.
Romans 12:1
1 Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship.
1 Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship.
We should be like the Spaffords and know that no
matter what happens, we can say that "It is Well with My Soul" because God will never let us slip through His fingers. I pray we are heavenly minded offering
ourselves to God because of all He's done and for the love He will never
relinquish. I leave you with the words
to hymn:
It Is Well With My Soul
When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to know,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to know,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Refrain:
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life,
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life,
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But Lord, 'tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul.
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul.
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
Horatio Spafford