Onaway United Methodist
Monday, September 25, 2017
A church with Open Hearts, Open Minds, Open Doors
 

Pastor's Letter

One of my favorite hymns is, Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus. It was written by Louisa Stead. She wrote these amazing words after her husband had drowned while trying to save a boy. Louisa struggled to provide for herself and their daughter in the wake of this tragedy. It was during this time that she wrote down these words:
 
"Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take Him at His Word; just to rest upon His promise, and to know, "Thus saith the Lord!" Oh, how sweet to trust in Jesus, just to trust in His cleansing blood; and in simple faith to plunge me, 'Neath the healing, cleansing flood! Yes, 'tis sweet to trust in Jesus, just from sin and self to cease; just from Jesus simply taking life and rest and joy and peace. I'm so glad I learned to trust Thee, Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend; and I know that Thou art with me, wilt be with to the end.
 
Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him! How I've proved Him o'er and o'er; Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! Oh for grace to trust Him more!"
 
Todd and I took a vacation the last part of June. We had a wonderful time and I had time to reconnect with my husband, just to be, do some learning at school, and spend amazing time with God. It was wonderful. Then, in the midst of all that wonderfulness I learned that my Aunt Sherry was called home to be with the Lord. My wonderfulness was rocked.
 
I was up at 4 AM struggling with this. Aunt Sherry was only 60. She had not been married long to Tom. She was involved in her church and ministry. Why now? I wanted answers. Guess what? I didn't get answers. What I got was this - "Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him! How I've proved him o'er and o'er; Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! Oh, for grace to trust Him more!" I had to decide these two things - would I trust God and would I praise Him in the storm?
 
It is no secret that this year has been hard. Between my father's health and the losses we have had within our church family I am just tired. My heart is easily bruised. And, now, here I was - again. I found myself kneeling at the cross holding this burden with shaky, tired arms and I heard, "Give me your burden and take my yoke. It is easy and light." I Didn't lay my burden down. I dropped it. And, I picked up peace. And in doing so, I was reminded of my joy in the Lord. I begin to whisper, "Jesus, Jesus, how I trust You...." and soon I begin to sing, "Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! Oh, for grace to trust Him more!"
 
May you find God's grace to trust Him more on your journey, too, and
 
May your JOY be outrageous,

Pastor Carmen Cook