Places on the Way - Wrecks

Shipwreck at Muelle de Los Mármoles in Lanzarote by Rev’d Paul Collings

Isaiah 10:4 My hand has reached out, as if into a nest, to seize the wealth of the nations.Like one gathering abandoned eggs, I gathered the whole earth. No wing fluttered; no beak opened or chirped.

Jeremiah 33:6 but now I will heal and mend them. I will make them whole and bless them with an abundance of peace and security.

Many the wreaks of humankind

Upon life’s highway I can find;

Abandoned craft of flesh and blood

Left there to rot as sea-tides flood.

Often the wreckage strewn by storm,

By carelessness, left there to form

A danger to all other life

That can destroy through deadly strife.

Yet in this realm of sad decay

Comes there your promise of new day.

You grasp the wasted wealth of earth

And gather to yourself, new birth.

For through the towering wrecks of time

Your Cross remains a living sign -

How through your grace you take, repair

Forsaken lives by loving care.

Your tender hand, Lord, stretch out  now

And heal this land, your peace allow;

Reform it’s heart, remake it’s mind,

Come Gentle One our will align. 

In seasons of severe trial, the Christian has nothing on earth that he can trust to, and is therefore compelled to cast himself on God alone. When no human deliverance can avail, he must simply and entirely trust himself to the providence and care of God. Happy storm that wrecks a man on such a rock as this! O blessed hurricane that drives the soul to God--and God alone! - Charles Spurgeon