God Moves in a Mysterious Way
The sermon at my church this morning was on the sovereignty of God in the seemingly unfair things in life. Our pastor, who typically preaches expositionally through the Scriptures, prayerfully decided to deviate from the book of Matthew because of the recent influx of prayer requests and the witness of tragic or challenging events in the lives of people around him.
As Pastor Chris preached this morning, I kept thinking of the following hymn:
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 sovereign will.You fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds you so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain





My Husband, My brother in Christ













