Steph 17/10/2024

I was touched this week by some of the tributes that were given at Gordon Dewar’s funeral, particularly those of his children and grandchildren. 
I also loved the sense of mystery and trust in God conveyed by this hymn by John Parker, which was also shared at Gordon’s funeral:
 
God holds the key of all unknown,
And I am glad;
If other hands should hold the key,
Or if He trusted it to me,
I might be sad.
 
What if tomorrow’s cares were here
Without its rest?
I’d rather He unlocked the day
And, as the hours swing open, say
“My will is best.”
 
The very dimness of my sight
Makes me secure;
For, groping in my misty way,
I feel His hand; I hear Him say
“My help is sure.”
 
I cannot read His future plans;
But this I know:
I have the smiling of His face,
And all the refuge of His grace
While here below.
 
Enough; this covers all my wants;
And so I rest;
For what I cannot, He can see,
And in His care I saved shall be;
Forever blest.