Every joy or trial, falleth from above...

(by Tim) In connection with the hymn, Like a River Glorious, a man I respect surprised me recently when he commented concerning the line, "Every joy or trial, falleth from above; traced upon our dial by the Son of love," that some would question the biblical support for this statement.

Listening to him, I thought how fearful and dreary it must be to go through life as a believer in Jesus Christ who denies that our Heavenly Father is in control of sickness, temptation, and death. But more than the dreariness of it, what can these people be thinking when they read such texts as this from the Luke 4 account of Jesus' wilderness temptations...

Jesus, full of the Holy Spirit, returned from the Jordan and was led around by the Spirit in the wilderness for forty days, being tempted by the devil. And He ate nothing during those days, and when they had ended, He became hungry. (Luke 4:1,2)

Note that Jesus was led around by the Holy Spirit for forty days "being tempted by the Devil." Isn't this precisely what the hymn says: "Every joy or trial, falleth from above; traced upon our dial by the Son of love?"

And if we doubt God's control over each trial in our path, how can we claim his promise that "No temptation has overtaken you but such as is common to man; and God is faithful, who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will provide the way of escape also, so that you will be able to endure it' (1Corinthians 10:13)?

Both statements, being biblical, are true: God tempts no one; and Jesus was led around by the Holy Spirit while He was being tempted by the Devil. What comfort I find in knowing that there's not one quark or millisecond or malicious act of the Devil and his minions that falls outside God's knowledge and control.

I am at peace.

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amen.

" ... how fearful and dreary it must be to go through life as a believer in Jesus Christ who denies that our Heavenly Father is in control of sickness, temptation, and death." The explanation for this is, perhaps, hinted at in your use of the word "dreary." It made me wonder if such folks' lives are actually pretty boring, dull, and empty of any risk, danger, or threat. I could imagine someone being fearful in such a life, if "fearful" means "vaguely worried." But real danger, real threats that lead to miserable and spectacular death, real crunches that force you to choose between horridly unpalatable options ... it seems such temptations simply must move one in either of two direction: 1. To despair, that God could not (or would not) protect you from such "adventures;" or, 2. To understand that even these terrible things, like all similar terrible things great saints in the Bible confronted, are in God's hands every bit as much as the things we're apt to call "blessings." Trials and tribulations are like a refiner's fire. And, if I may press the analogy as I suppose the Holy Spirit intends us to, no refiner ever put into the fire something that had no gold or silver to be extracted from it. If you'd like Asaph's analysis of the ease of the wicked, check out Psalm 73. He insists that their ease amounts to God setting them in slippery places, and that their doom -- when it comes -- is not for redemption, but for damnation.

The phrase that keeps coming into my mind when talk of trials, sickess and death occurs is: terrible beauty. It's one of those concepts that can never be adequately explained, but those who have been confronted by it know it when they see it. It reminds me of a particular spot up on Trail Ridge Road. It reminds me of the look I saw on a nurse's face once. She is a believer and we were talking about our work in a long term acute care hospital and the wonder of some patients fighting for every moment of life, some even going home to their families against all medical expectations and some giving in too soon and going to another home altogether. But this time she was also talking about her brother-in-law, whom she had never really gotten along with, but whom she saw in an entirely different light when they were both caring for a sick family member. Fr. Bill, you are absolutely right about the refiner's fire. Kamilla

God is in control of his-story. The entire world, (including every ant, flee and temptation) is part of the story. Yes the Refiner's Fire is a good analogy. Purify my heart Let me be as gold and precious silver Purify my heart Let me be as gold, pure gold Refiner's fire My heart's one desire Is to be holy Set apart for You, Lord I choose to be holy Set apart for You, my Master Ready to do Your will Purify my heart Cleanse me from within And make me holy Purify my heart Cleanse me from my sin Deep within

Much can be said about the joy of the Lord, that all his trials are intended for our good. But psychologically, much can also be said about the evils of fatalism. Calvinists have not escaped this plague that besets Buddhism and Confucianism. You know the joke, the Scottish presbyterian falls down the stairs in a disshevelled heap, and while extracting his broken glasses says forcefully "Thank God that's over with!" When is a trial not a discipline but a punishment, a consequent? How do we know?

"How do we know?" Well, in an absolutely certain sense, we probably can never know. As indicators, however, we have stuff like these: 1. Copious Biblical connections between various instances of sin/folly and consequent undesirable results. 2. Copious Biblical testimony/teaching that our own suffering is oftentimes fallout from others' sin/folly. 3. Sometimes we encounter suffering wildly out of proportion for any "ordinary" sinfulness of our own (cf. Job). Here's one for you -- let's say you suffer somehow, and it prompts you to a kind of self-examination that leads further to acknowledgement of sin/folly on your part from which you repent. Is it conceivable that the initial suffering had nothing at all to do with the sin/folly you repented?

When Pastor Wurmbrand, the founder of the Voice of the martyrs, a non-denominational missions organization www.persecution.com was imprisoned in Communist (at the time) Romania for 14 yrs., he spent 3 of his 14 yrs. imprisonment underground with 50 lbs. of chains at his feet-not seeing sun, moon, flowers -the communists even wore felt soles on their feet, to increase the insanity already present partly because of the drugs injected into his scarce "food." As I listened to God's beautiful birds this morning, I rejoiced in the God who created them, gave me ears to hear, a heart to marvel; and studied His word that speaks so clearly to the issue of what Christians should be doing about missions and our responsibiltiy to our persecuted faamily, this song came to mind. Pastor Wurmbrand sang a song, too. Psalm 118:24, the communists were nice comrades, they gave him splendid musical instruments: 50 lbs. of chains at his feet and manacles on his hands. www.persecution.com

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