Just some thoughts:
Many a song, a poem, words have been written in an effort to escape or cope with great grief. (And we should be thankful for such writings)
In 1871 the city of Chicago was consumed with fire. He being heavily invested in real estate lost a fortune. Also, about that time he lost his four year old son to scarlet fever.
Shortly thereafter he decided he would take his wife and four daughters to Europe. He wanted to hear and meet a famous evangelist who would be holding meetings in England at that time.
Urgent plans detained him but he decided to send his wife and four daughters ahead and he would join them shortly. His wife and daughters sailed from New York City on a French liner. On November 22, 1873 the ship collided with another vessel and the ship sank with 266 fatalities. Among those 266 was the man’s four daughters, his wife survived. Sending back a message to her husband it read: “Saved alone.”
The man immediately booked passage on a ship to join his wife. En route on a cold December night the captain called him aside and told him, “I believe we are now passing over the place where the ship went down and your four daughters lost their lives.”
That is when Horatio Spafford went to his cabin and from that experience he penned the now well known hymn “It Is Well With My Soul.”
Often out of great grief often comes amazing thoughts.
“When peace like a river attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say”
“It is well”
Often songs can help one express their emotions when words otherwise fail.
September 12, 2019