Tragedy to Victory
I greet you in Jesus’ precious name! It is Saturday morning, the 24th of October, 2026, and this is your friend, Angus Buchan, with a thought for today.
We start in the Old Testament, in the Book of Ruth 1:20:
"But she said to them, “Do not call me Naomi; call me Mara, for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me.”
Then we go to the Book of Job 13:15:
”Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.”
Are you going through a very tough time at the moment? Are you feeling a bit bitter, maybe towards the Lord? Naomi left her country and went to stay in Moab with her husband and her two sons, and they married two girls, but Naomi’s husband and her two sons both died and left Naomi on her own with her two daughters-in-law. The one stayed in Moab, the other one followed Naomi back to Israel, and when she got home, people all greeted her. She said, ”Don’t call me Naomi because I’ve got nothing. I have lost everything.”
Maybe you’re there today? I was there. I remember it very clearly. I planted a beautiful crop of corn, of maize, but I made a terrible mistake. I got my plant population wrong. Instead of planting the seeds six inches apart they were coming up a foot apart. I thought I was ruined. They were so sparsely planted that I could walk through the maize crop in the early morning and not get any dew on my clothes, but oh folks, God is in control. I cried out to God just like Naomi did.
You know what happened with Naomi? Naomi’s daughter-in-law, Ruth, got remarried to Boaz. They had a child. His name was Obed. Obed was the father of Jesse, who was the father of King David, and that line goes right down to Jesus Christ. You talk about things changing - she was directly related to the King of Glory. Tragedy turned into an unbelievable victory. And for me, that year we had one of the worst droughts in the history of this district and the men that had planted their maize close together, like it should be, had no cobs because of the drought, but because of the spacing in my crop, I had massive cobs, and you get paid not by volume but by weight, and that year I had a bumper crop.
Today, you might be feeling a bit down. Maybe you feel bitter. Things are not going your way. I want to tell you, trust in the Lord like Job the farmer did. Even though He slay me, yet will I still trust Him, and God will turn your situation around. He’s done it so many times for me.
Jesus bless you and have a wonderful day.
Goodbye.