Greetings and God bless you. I want to give you today this verse as it is in the Amplified Version from 2 Corinthians 1:10: “For it is God who rescued us from such a perilous death, and He will still rescue us. And on Him have we set our hope that He will again deliver us from danger and destruction and draw us to Himself.” Wonderful scripture!
I have been getting some word about those who have suffered disappointment. The word “disappointment” has been on my mind a great deal this week. You know, some people take disappointment so differently than others. There are those that have so grown in faith in the Lord Jesus Christ and are mature Christians that they don’t worry when there is some disappointment.
No matter how much they look forward to some occasion, or some dear one coming or something they expected, if it doesn’t mature, the thing they wanted so badly doesn’t happen, that doesn’t seem to move them at all. They are like the apostle Paul. They are such steadfast, immovable Christians, that they can say, “None of these things move me” (Acts 20:24).
It’s true about them. They’ve gotten so grounded in the Word of God and so close to the heart of the Lord Jesus Christ that they take all things as from Him. They accept all that happens in their life as if it came from His hand, and to them there are not any disappointments.
I looked today for the little poem which I’ve read so many times, you remember that it says: “Change one letter of the word disappointment and then you’ll see it’s His appointment.” Disappointment; just take the letter “d” off and put “h” there, and it’s His appointment! These mature Christians, so grounded, so established in the Word, just take any disappointment as His appointment for them.
To be so deeply disappointed and to get so heart-broken over disappointments is almost childish, and Paul said that when he was old he put away childish things, and that he thought as a man and spoke as a man. (1 Corinthians 13:11)
I remember as a child when my father was pastor of the Christian Church in St. Louis, Missouri, and they’d planned a large picnic at Forest Park. I was looking forward to it so! There had been great preparations, lunch was ready, and there had been a bustling about the house all morning long getting ready for that afternoon picnic.
Suddenly clouds came and it just poured down rain, and I was so brokenhearted that I wept and I moped for the rest of the evening! I’ve had similar things happen since then, but never any disappointments or an attitude of that kind. I pray that God will keep us all in that place where we accept sweetly His will.
I ran across such a precious poem, and I believe it will be a blessing to your heart.
It does not matter what it means, poor heart,
The dear Lord knows; to bear it is your part.
Nor think some strange thing happened unto you
Which He would not allow, if He knew.
He does know! In His all-wise Fatherhood
He knows and allows it for your good.
He is not hard. You do not think He is
When in the dark you find your hand in His.
When it was light you tried to walk alone
And thought the strength He gave you all your own;
You did not ask what that last blessing meant,
Just smiled and took it, satisfied, content.
You didn’t think it strange, you thought He knew,
And planned the sweet surprise which came to you.
Then do you, tried one, take life sweet and good
Yet cannot trust that tender Fatherhood?
But think it makes mistakes whene’er it sends
Some hindrance which your eager haste offends?
Or when He lets the wicked plot you harm
And stir a whirlwind when you seek a calm?
You think it strange, this disappointment so keen,
And in your weakness ask, “What does it mean?”
I think the language of God’s heart would read,
“I love my child, I note his slightest need.
“I long to prosper him in all his ways
To give him quiet nights and peaceful days.
But if I do, he’ll lose himself from Me;
My outstretched hand He will wait to see.
“I’ll place a hindering wall before his feet,
And there he’ll wait, and there we two will meet.
I do it not in wrath for broken laws
Or willful disobedience, but because
“I want him nearer Me and I cannot wait
For him to come, for he might wander late.
My child will wonder, will not understand,
Still half in doubt he’ll clasp My outstretched hand.
When at last upon My heart he leans,
He will have ceased to wonder what it means.”
Adapted from “What It Means,” by Annie Johnson Flint (1866–1932)
You wonder what the disappointment means? Oh, my friend, He isn’t any disappointment! If you’ll trust everything in His hands, then all your glowing daydreams you’d fancied, Christ can be in them.
The more I get to know Him, the more I find Him true
The more I long that others should be led to know Him too!
From “He Is Not a Disappointment,” by Mary W. Booth
He’s no disappointment! Put everything in His hands, and if something like that comes, it shall work for good for you, through Him. Amen.