Some of you who have been with me a long time will recall the following verses I sent out
at an earlier Christmas season. They never cease to move me. So I send them to you
again, especially in these disturbing times for our nation and our world. May the Reality
they speak of be yours through the assurance of God our Father, through the grace given
in our Lord Jesus Christ – God bless you! Colin.
The above lines of Minnie Haskins' poem (1875-1957) were read by King George VI (with
his affectionate stutter) in his Christmas radio message at the beginning of WWII in 1939.
Minnie Haskins was startled to hear that lines of her poem had been recited over the
radio by the King. The poem had been drawn to the King's attention by Queen Elizabeth,
the Queen mother, and the lines were recited 63 years later at her own funeral. No-one
knew, at the time of King George's Christmas message, what the outcome of the War
would be. They were an expression of faith. The rest of the poem reads as follows:
at an earlier Christmas season. They never cease to move me. So I send them to you
again, especially in these disturbing times for our nation and our world. May the Reality
they speak of be yours through the assurance of God our Father, through the grace given
in our Lord Jesus Christ – God bless you! Colin.
The above lines of Minnie Haskins' poem (1875-1957) were read by King George VI (with
his affectionate stutter) in his Christmas radio message at the beginning of WWII in 1939.
Minnie Haskins was startled to hear that lines of her poem had been recited over the
radio by the King. The poem had been drawn to the King's attention by Queen Elizabeth,
the Queen mother, and the lines were recited 63 years later at her own funeral. No-one
knew, at the time of King George's Christmas message, what the outcome of the War
would be. They were an expression of faith. The rest of the poem reads as follows:
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I said to the Man who stood at the Gate of the Year, “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.” And he replied, “Go into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you better than light, and safer than a known way.” |
So I went forth And finding the hand of God Trod gladly into the night. He led me towards the hills And the breaking of day in the lone east. So heart be still! What need our human life to know If God hath comprehension? In all the dizzy strife of things, Both high and low, God hideth his intention. God knows. His will Is best. The stretch of years Which wind ahead, so dim To our imperfect vision, Are clear to God. Our fears Are premature. In Him All time hath full provision. Then rest; until God moves to lift the veil From our impatient eyes, When, as the sweeter features Of life's stern face we hail, Fair beyond all surmise, God's thought around His creature, Our minds shall fill. |
