We have been experiencing some terrible worldwide tragedies from the deaths of seven children in a fire in Pennsylvania to a horrendous earthquake, tsunami, and nuclear accident in Japan. We have seen terrible tornados, storms, and floods which have taken lives. We see wars and revolutions which take the lives of participants and even innocent bystanders. We hear of violent terrorists attacks and threats. We read of terrible bus accidents and of shootings in large and small cities around the country. We see massive deficits which threaten our economy and our country. And we hear of friends who are going through difficult physical challenges. One can't help but wonder what tomorrow may bring. And at times you almost feel like staying in bed and not watching or reading the news. Is nobody safe? Is there no hope? I think the Psalmist had the right answer when he wrote in Psalm 61: 3 - 4, "For You have been a shelter for me, A strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in Your tabernacle forever; I will trust in the shelter of Your wings." There was a time, when we were children, that our parents could hold us and hug us and assure us that all would be well. Sometimes we long for those times. But for most of us that is no longer possible. But there is one who can do that for us and that is what Dottie Rambo knew when she wrote this week's choice. Not only will the Lord Jesus shelter us now, but He is preparing a place where someday He will shelter us permanently in a home without the terrible events with which we live here on earth. So as you view what is happening, reflect this week upon the truth of the words. "Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand. (Isaiah 41:10). And rejoice that this might be the day that the Lord returns.
I feel the touch of hands so kind and tender.
They're leading me in the paths that I must trod.
I'll have no fear for Jesus walks beside me
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
So let the storm clouds rage high,
The dark clouds rise,
They don't bother me;
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
He walks with me,
And naught of earth shall harm me,
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
Soon I shall hear the call from heaven's portals
Come home my child,
It's the last mile you must trod
I'll fall asleep
And wake in God's sweet heaven
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
So let the storm clouds rage high,
The dark clouds rise,
They don't bother me;
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
He walks with me,
And naught of earth shall harm me,
For I'm sheltered in the arms of God.
Listen to it here. LISTEN
Here is another version in which Dottie Rambo shares the events that caused her to write this song. RAMBO
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