Ephesians 2:14 “For He Himself is our peace, who has made both one, and has broken down the middle wall of separation.”
I wanted to write about a song that I love and looked up the backstory on it, I knew it would be good. Quoted from an article by Lindsay Terry “In 1937, he (Tommy Dorsey) wrote a song for Mahalia Jackson, “Peace in the Valley,” which has become extremely popular. I will never forget hearing a young black man walking down a road on Andros Island, an out-of-the-way part of the Bahamas, singing “Peace in the Valley.” In the song, Dorsey speaks of being “tired and so weary,” a plight of many of God’s people who “must go along.” But there is coming a time when the “morning is bright and the Lamb is the Light.” In that time and place, the “night is as fair as the day” and there is no more sadness, sorrow, or trouble—only peace.”
I find it hard to even read those lyrics without tears rolling down my cheeks. I am remembering seeing my dad singing it and then offering to introduce Jesus, Who brought that peace, to anyone who would come to the altar. I am wondering what was going on in the life of the author of this song as he penned those words: “My Lord I’m tired and I’m weary but I must go along, till the Lord comes and calls me away, oh yes, where the morning is bright and the Lamb is the light and the night, the night is as fair as the day, oh yes” What is it my friend, that you are looking for? How has the peace been shattered in your own life? I have a basically peaceful life, and I am thankful to God for His goodness to me, but sometimes my own problems seem to swamp me. I’m thinking maybe you are feeling swamped also? If you don’t know me personally I will tell you I am the recently engaged, single mother of two wonderful adult children, and have two brilliant (grandmother talk) grandchildren. My parents lived with me and until they went to heaven I was their full time caregiver. I went through a bad time when my mother started to lose her memory and I remembered how devastated she was when years ago she had come home from taking her own parents out to eat one evening, her mother had called her “Era” for the whole evening and referred to fun things they had done as children. That Era was a cousin to my grandmother and after that night she never again called my mother by her name. I tried to encourage my mother by telling her that Mama loved Era so much that it was a compliment to her, it didn’t help her hurt feelings. It happened to me when one night she called me “Mama” and told me that she was trying to be a good little girl for me. She told me that I was such a good Mama, it was very sad for me. I don’t know why I decided to share that tonight except that maybe one of you might be going through something similar and sometimes it helps to know you are not alone.
We all have problems and there is only one solution, and that is to pray to our Lord. Psalm 4:8 In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, O Lord, will keep me safe. One night when mother was confused about who I was, my dad reminded her that during her labor before I was born, she was quoting, from the 23rd Psalm, “Yea though I walk through the valley and the shadow of death I will fear no evil.” When she heard that she had a moment of clarity and said, “Sure! Harolene is my oldest child.” It was a simple statement that gave me a little comfort, she knew me.
How precious it is for us to recognize Jesus as our Savior, when we ignore Him or call Him by another name I know it grieves His heart. Look into His face and call His name His name is Jesus. Lindsay Terry ended the article by saying; “There is no word more precious than peace, nor a more joyous state of being for a Christian, than to know God’s peace. We long for it, and when it comes to us it is directly from our heavenly Father.”
May you have peace that passes understanding!