From the Desk of Pastor Stan

The 3rd of March this year was a tough day for me. You see, the 3rd of March is my earthly father’s birthday and  my father-in-law also passed in March. I woke up that day thinking about the both of them and began to really miss their presence. But as I thought about them, I also thought about the many people who have experienced the loss of loved ones. It doesn’t matter whether their deaths were expected because of illness or occurred suddenly, the loss often brings us to a place where we find ourselves missing them and wishing they were still with us. <!–split–>

In this month’s letter I want to share with you one of my favorite Psalms and how it has helped me as I meditated on it. I have found Psalms 91 to be a balm in Gilead for me as I sometimes struggle with understanding God and why God allows certain things to happen in life.

How quickly life can go from smooth routine to troubled and fearful. In Psalms 91 it is encouraging to read and be reminded of God’s protection, dedication, and love even in our sometimes dark and gloomy hours. You see, our peace, joy, and security comes from remembering that God keeps His promises and is FAITHFUL.

David’s strong confessions of faith is an example of trusting God and reminds each of us to seek the Lord for strength and refuge when we are faced with and have difficult moments in our lives. For me Psalms 91 illustrates not only the divine protection of God, but also God’s power over the many perils of life itself.

My mother shared with us that the night my father passed, God spoke to her heart and reminded her of His faithfulness. You see, she began to wonder what was she going to do without my father, her husband, and how could she go on without him. God spoke clearly and said:


Of course, those of you who know me by now, know that I love to sing. As I mediate on Psalms 91, this song comes to mind and I would like to hare the words of it with you.

God sent His Son, they called Him Jesus

He came to love, heal, and forgive.

He bled and died to buy my pardon

An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives.

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow

Because He lives, all fear is gone

Because I know, He holds the future

Life is worthy the living

All because He lives.