It Is Well With My Soul


I honestly do not know how people who reject the Lord deal with the events happening in this world.  Do they go about their daily activities and keep busy? Maybe busyness keeps them from thinking too much.

I remember as a young girl, they showed us movies in school about what we were to do if a bomb hit our nation. They would take us out in the halls and make us kneel down – heads down with our hands locked together behind our heads. They would show us movies with mushroom clouds and then they showed the effects of radiation on a person. They showed us from the time of contamination to when the person died. That was a lot for a young person to take in.

I was only about eight years old when my school was educating us about these things.  I had night mares a lot.  We didn’t pray in my family. We were secular Jews, even though I did go to synagogue to be confirmed. But at home we never talked about God or asked anything of Him.

I did pray to Him in my bed at night.  I knew He was there. I didn’t know about Jesus being His Son; but I did know that God was there and that He made me. I didn’t understand why He allowed the Holocaust. When I would think of my people perishing in those camps, I could hardly breathe. But I never knew the kind of love He had for me until I met my Savior in 1983.

As years passed and there were no bombs, the night mares stopped. I remember the cold war and always wondering what was going to happen between the U.S. and Russia.  I thought a lot about these things but kept them to myself.

My Salvation

After a tragedy in my family, a Christian couple shared the Gospel with me. My eyes were opened by the Lord and I was born again from above. That was the start to really living; understanding that God had put me here for a reason. He wanted me to share His love and His Grace – the Gospel with others so that they might be saved.

I remember when I first heard “It Is Well With My Soul.” After we sang, I sat and read those words over and over. I felt overwhelmed by the lyrics. I realized that the author of those words knew the Lord Jesus Christ, and had a deep and abiding faith in Him.

But it wasn’t until I heard the story of this brother in Christ, and under what circumstances he penned the words to this glorious hymn, that I began to grasp the faith of this man.

In the midst of the heart break of loosing all of his children, and as he looked down into their watery grave, he wrote a hymn that would encourage other believers for generations to come.

Brethren, I really do believe that we are close to hearing that trump, and in the twinkling of an eye we will be with our precious Savior, Jesus.  Oh, the Blessed Hope of His appearing will melt away every hurt, ever tear and every sadness we have felt during our lives.

Come Lord Jesus. We are watching for You.