On Sunday I said some words in response to the tragic shooting in Newtown, CT. It was difficult to talk about this but I knew that something had to be said. I shared the hope of Christmas, that God entered this world of suffering and overcame this world in Jesus Christ. I shared words of peace and Good News.
Following the sermon I asked my small country congregation what hymn they would like to sing next. And…without missing a beat, someone immediately said, “Hymn #781, Children of the Heavenly Father“. I had to fight back tears when I heard that. Here are the lyrics:
Children of the Heavenly Father safely in his bosom gather;
nestling bird nor star in heaven such a refuge e’er was given.
God his own doth tend and nourish, in his holy courts they flourish.
From all evil things he spares them, in his mighty arms he bears them.
Neither life nor death shall ever from the Lord his children sever;
unto them his grace he showth, and their sorrows all he knowth.
Though he giveth of he taketh, God his children ne’r forsaketh;
his the loving purpose solely to preserve them pure and holy.
We are indeed his children who are wrapped in God’s loving arms. Evil, sin and death may cause havoc now, but they have ultimately been defeated through the cross.
Praise be to God!
The pastor -|—