I was just
listening to one of the countless segments of the “Night Sounds” broadcasts; (a
wonderful radio outreach which is available on the internet on a 24 hour
basis).
The topic
was Loneliness.
The late
Bill Pearce spoke to a subject with which he could all too well identify, since
when he was not involved with his recurring radio broadcast, as a middle-aged
to elderly man he found himself in and out of airports, and in and out of
concert halls, and churches ministering on the trombone, as well as with his
rich baritone voice.
This man who
had touched the lives of multiplied thousands admitted to wondering if all the
applause and adulation was all about what he had to give, rather than for who
he was. And he mused that if, by chance, his radio broadcast was removed from
circulation whether he and his ministry would be all too easily forgotten in
the course of time.
This
particular broadcast featured a beautiful instrumental,
“JESUS, What a Friend for Sinners”
(Wilbur
Chapman)
Jesus! What a Friend for sinners!
Jesus! Lover of my soul;
Friends may fail me, foes assail me,
He, my Savior, makes me whole.
Jesus! What a Strength in weakness!
Let me hide myself in Him.
Tempted, tried, and sometimes failing,
He, my Strength, my victory wins.
Jesus! What a Help in sorrow!
While the billows over me roll,
Even when my heart is breaking,
He, my Comfort, helps my soul.
Jesus! What a Guide and Keeper!
While the tempest still is high,
Storms about me, night overtakes me,
He, my Pilot, hears my cry.
Jesus! I do now receive Him,
More than all in Him I find.
He hath granted me forgiveness,
I am His, and He is mine.
(chorus)
Hallelujah! what a Savior!
Hallelujah! what a Friend!
Saving, helping, keeping, loving,
He is with me to the end.
Hallelujah! what a Friend!
Saving, helping, keeping, loving,
He is with me to the end.
As a counselor, teacher and mentor, though
having impacted literally thousands throughout the course of my ministry, I can
all too well relate; especially with the first verse. But whether we happen to
be a minister, or layman, professor or construction worker, we’ve all “been
there” at one level or another.
Such an intrusive ache which fills up the
soul, and permeates the physical body, (and which, no doubt, accounts for many
of the ailments to which mankind is all too prone).
(to be continued)By William McDonald, PhD. Excerpt from "(Mc)Donald's Daily Diary" Vol. 13
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