A precious truth in poem form.

I came across this and hope it will encourage you as much as it encourages me.

This was written in 1932 by a pastor in Mississippi named A. M. Overton, who had a wife and three small children. His wife was pregnant with their fourth child but when it came time for delivery, there were complications and both she and the baby died. During the funeral service, the preacher officiating the service noticed my grandfather writing something on a piece of paper. After the service the minister asked him about it, and he handed him the paper with a poem he had just written which he titled, “He Maketh No Mistake”

He Maketh No Mistake

"My Father’s way may twist and turn,

my heart may throb and ache.

But in my soul I’m glad I know,

He maketh no mistake.

My cherished plans may go astray,

my hopes may fade away,

but still I’ll trust my Lord to lead,

for He doth know the way.

Tho’ night be dark and it may seem

that day will never break;

I’ll pin my faith, my all in Him,

He maketh no mistake.

There’s so much now I cannot see,

my eyesight’s far too dim;

but come what may, I’ll simply trust

and leave it all to Him.

For by and by the mist will lift

and plain it all He’ll make.

Through all the way, tho’ dark to me,

He made not one mistake."

I'm so glad we can trust Him and rest in the knowledge that He works all things for good, even though it may often hurt terribly at the time. In eternity with the Lord, all tears having been wiped away, we will only remember His great faithfulness.

Some of John Macduff's thoughts on the topic of Grace

“Throne of Grace”

It is the work of the blessed Spirit to take of the things of Christ, and to show them to the soul; to reveal to us the precious benefits of redemption, and the riches of Divine grace--and to present them to us in such a transforming, and convincing, and penetrating form, as that they shall not only become sources of abiding comfort to the heart--but active, operating, influential principles of the life!

It is the work of the blessed Spirit to be the Comforter of the children of God. Yes . . .

wherever a believer is afflicted;

wherever he sheds a sorrowful tear;

wherever he is pained by some heart-rending grief;

wherever he is bowed beneath some oppressive burden--

there is the Comforter to cheer, to solace, to sustain; pointing him . . .

from the wound--to its balm,

from the grief--to its ultimate cure,

from present suffering--to eternal rest at God's right hand!

The Holy Spirit is not a traveler to sojourn for a season, but He is a Friend to abide and dwell with you--a spiritual mentor to be always near . . .

to guide you--in all seasons of perplexity,

to strengthen you--in all times of weakness,

when you are discouraged--to uphold you,

when you are wandering--to lead you back,

when you are nearly overcome in your spiritual conflict--to bring you more of His divine strength and grace.

"The Holy Spirit helps us in our distress." Romans 8:26

"By the grace of God--I am what I am!" 1 Corinthians 15:10

This is the believer's eternal confession!

Grace found him a rebel against God--it leaves him a son of God! 

Grace found him wandering at the gates of Hell--it leaves him at the gates of Heaven! 

Grace devised the scheme of Redemption. 

Justice never would; reason never could. 

And it is grace which carries out that scheme. 

No sinner would ever have sought God--but "by grace." The thickets of Eden would have proved Adam's grave--had not grace called him out! Saul would have lived and died the haughty self-righteous persecutor--had not grace laid him low! The thief on the cross would have continued breathing out his blasphemies--had not grace arrested his tongue and tuned it for glory! 

"Out of the knottiest timber," says Rutherford, "God can make vessels of mercy for service in the high palace of glory!" 

"I came, I saw, I conquered!" may be inscribed by the Savior on every monument of His grace. "I came to the sinner; I looked upon him; and with a look of omnipotent love--I conquered him!"

Believer, you would have been this day a wandering star, to whom is reserved the blackness of darkness forever! You would have been Christless, hopeless, and portionless; had not grace constrained you! And it is grace which, at this moment, "keeps" you. 

You have often been a Peter--forsaking your Lord--but brought back to Him again. Why have you not been a Demas or a Judas? "I have prayed for you--that your faith fail not!" Is not this your own comment and reflection on life's retrospect: "Yet not I--but the grace of God which was with me!" 

Seek to realize your dependence on this grace every moment. 

"More grace! more grace!" needs to be your continual cry. 

His infinite supply--is commensurate with your infinite need. 

The treasury of grace, though always emptying--is always full. 

The key of prayer which opens it--is always at hand! 

And the Almighty Bestower of the blessings of grace--is always "waiting to be gracious." 

The recorded promise can never be cancelled or reversed: "My grace is sufficient for you." 

The grace of God is the source of lesser temporal blessings--as well as of higher spiritual blessings. Grace accounts for the crumb of daily bread--as well as for the crown of eternal glory! 

But even in regard to earthly mercies, never forget the CHANNEL of grace: "through Christ Jesus!" It is sweet thus to connect every blessing, even the smallest and humblest token of providential bounty--with Calvary's cross--to have the common blessings of life stamped with "the print of the nails!" It makes them doubly precious to think, "All this flows from Jesus!"

"By the grace of God--I am what I am!" 

Reader! seek to dwell much on this inexhaustible theme!"

Praise the Lord for His keeping grace! Without it I'd be totally lost!

Thank you to the friend who shared these with me!