Words of Comfort
There is no safer place to be than in God's hands
Rev. Sheldon Livesay
Apr 6, 2020 at 11:00 AM
Editor’s Note: With so many churches in our area having to suspend worship services during the coronavirus pandemic, we are asking local pastors to partner with us in bringing a daily message of hope and comfort to readers during this difficult time.
I lived in a house built in the 1850s by one of the first doctors in Tennessee who actually went to medical school before beginning his practice. Dr. Joseph Rogers Walker was born in 1831 and lived until Christmas Eve 1931. He was an elder in the Presbyterian Church. It was said if an anonymous letter came, addressed to the “Man of God” Rogersville, of all the pastors and leaders, people would agree it should be delivered to him.
I found a newspaper article in the house about him. It stated often he would travel by horse and buggy to the home of someone dying. He would do everything humanly possible to treat them, then he knelt beside their bed and began to pray. I noticed an unusual word described him, “often.” Often in the morning, this article continued, the two of them would get up and go about their business.
Today, we are fighting something we can’t see, can’t really diagnose (without testing), and don’t have a cure for. Maybe this is one time we need to pull out a method that’s been proven over and over: prayer. I’m retirement age now and don’t know everything, but I’m finding when we get to the end of our proverbial rope and placed in impossible situations, even life and death situations, when in God’s hands, we find there is no safer, no more powerful place to be.
We are seeing the medical industry, as caring as the people who work in it are, cannot contain this 21st century plague. If more knees were on the floor across the world, would we begin to see a difference?
The church can be the church and not meet, but the church cannot be the church and not pray.
Sheldon Livesay is the director of Of One Accord Ministry in Rogersville.