“Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, it is well, it is well, with my soul.” (From the Hymn)
Horatio Spafford lived in the early 1900’s. He was a wealthy Chicago lawyer with a beautiful home, wife, four daughters, and a son. He was also a devout Christian.
At the height of Spafford’s financial success, he and his wife, Anna, lost their only son. Then, not long after, in October of 1871, the Great Chicago Fire destroyed nearly all of Spafford’s real estate investments.
But, the horror continues. In 1873, Spafford planned a boat trip to Europe for his wife and daughters to provide some joy after these tragedies. He remained in Chicago to take care of last minute business. Several days later, he received this notice: All four daughters are dead, killed in a boat collision.
Spafford boarded another boat that took him to his distraught wife in England. It was while he was standing on this boat that he penned the words to the glorious hymn, “It Is Well With My Soul.” After the loss of a son, financial disaster, and now the loss of two daughters, he stood on a ship and said, “Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, let this blest assurance control, that Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, and hath shed His own blood for my soul.”
The hymn was published in 1876, not long before his death in 1888. But I know that Spafford did not fear death, because he said, “…no pang shall be mine, for in death as in life, Thou shalt whisper Thy peace to my soul.”
Pick up your hymnal this week and read all the words to this song. Allow Spafford’s faith in Christ to permeate your soul. Then, remind yourself, as your “sorrows like sea billows roll, that because of Christ’s love and sacrifice for you….
It is well… yes, it is well, with your soul.