By Dawn’s Early Light
by Ray Harmer
The book was free. Who wouldn’t pick up on that deal? The recipients were two folk, tired of the world and it’s offerings. All worldly attempts at happiness had let them down. There are no depths like those without God. Kind of like the “Valley of the Shadow of Death” (Ps. 23:4). We yearned for something else (“Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD” Ps. 130:1). We both had a head of knowledge, but never a heart (that innermost feeling deep down inside our core) knowledge of God.
Having arrived, the book was read with enthusiasm as each page got better. It was a book that told of a Saviour named Jesus, who went to a cruel cross and died for the sins of all. Through Him, and Him alone, there is redemption for everyone that acknowledges Him and asks for forgiveness. The book was not the Bible, but a lesser work that led us to the Bible and a deeper, personal relationship with God. It was entitled, “Power for Living.”
Each turn of page revealed personal testimony from notable men and women who had placed their faith in Jesus Christ. They all experienced the same emptiness we had and discovered the answer we were about to. Both my wife and I, in the next two days, cried “Out of the depths…Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications”(vss. 1-2). During this time, the Holy Spirit was speaking to our hearts. Then a shadow of doubt entered my mind. Would he save a pair of wretches like us? “If thou, LORD, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand” (vs. 3)?
Oh my, if God is marking iniquities surely He has ran out of paper, between the two of us. It may be hopeless for us. However, the book spoke of the grace and mercy of God and we soon discovered there was room at the cross for all. “But there is forgiveness with thee, that thou mayest be feared. I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope” (vss. 4-5). We could now say, with Israel,…hope in the LORD: for with the LORD there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption” (vs. 7). Amen and Amen!
I’ve watched the eastern sky more than most. Each night I worked, I longed for the slightest crack of dawn to signal my shift was coming to an end. It was a good feeling. Two days after my wife, on March 9, 1985 at 0316, there was a different feeling. I too was saved.“My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning” (vs. 6). Now I watch the eastern sky for His soon return!