BS Gal
I am not as ready to offer scripture as 2nd A is but I will hopefully offer something....
Christ was confronted on several occasions with the exact same question...just different circumstances.
"Teacher, my little girl is sick, please hurry!"
"Master, I have a loyal servant who is ill,...if you will only comand it..."
"Teacher, you dear friend Lazarus is dying...there is no time to waste!!"
In each of the cases, Christ DID NOT RUN, ..he confronted the situation and even taught from the circumstance. Yes he raised Lazarus, brought life back to the girl and even marvelled at the faith of the Roman officer and granted his request. So...why didn't he just "nod" like a genie and all problems are solved?
It is because He recognized that Faith is more important than miracles. He also recognized how temporal our lives are ("How much longer will I be with you?") and thus...all of us naturally ask the why questions but it is reassuring to realize--we don't make the rules, we don't see the whole plan, we only play a small role in HIS eternal kingdom.
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
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It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
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My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
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For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
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But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
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And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
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Spafford wrote this after losing most of his family in a Ship wreck...how many thousands have these words comforted of the decades? He was calle dhome only weeks after composing this...Did he understand his loss? Read the words and draw a conclusion.
Want to here it as you read?
http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/i/t/i/itiswell.htm
Christ is calling ...only some need to be awakened to hear the call.