Yesterday I was reading an Open Doors report about a man in Eritrea who was imprisoned for praying and reading his Bible. While in the military prison, he was diagnosed with leukemia and denied treatment unless he recanted his faith in writing. He refused and died six months later. His name was Belay Gebrezgi Tekabo. Now in heaven, Christ has given him a new name that only the two of them know. Belay was hidden in a “dungeon-like cell” on earth, now is hidden in Christ.
Lately I’ve been listening to this song a lot and as soon as I finished reading Belay’s story, I craved it again… and cried. It’s an odd dichotomy of emotion when you hear about a suffering Christian who goes to the Lord. You feel the pain of their suffering, then feel the joy of their receiving the fruits of their labor at last.
Listen to these lyrics and absorb them into your mind, your heart, your soul. Remember that no matter what season you are in, no matter what the Lord is bringing you through, He is sovereign. I used to think that grace was the most difficult concept in the Bible. Now I feel like it’s His sovereignty. How can the bad be used for good? Only He knows, and I can do nothing but trust and obey… and praise Him throughout. Amen.
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 sov’reign 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 flow’r.
Blind unbelief is sure to err And scan His work in vain; God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain.