Was it Really Well with the Spafford’s Souls?
Horatio Spafford (Wikimedia Commons)(Spoiler alert. If you love the song, don’t read this blog post).
A lawyer and church elder in Chicago following the Civil War, Horatio Spafford’s home and wealth disappeared in the famed Chicago fire of October 1871.
Pretty much ruined, Horatio decided to take his family to Europe in December 1873 to regroup.
At the last minute, Horatio had to deal with yet another financial difficulty. He sent his wife Anna and four daughters, Annie, Bessie, Maggie, and Tanetta, ahead to France on the Ville du Havre.
Halfway across the Atlantic Ocean, a ship struck the Ville du Havre.
Anna Spafford grabbed the baby and led the girls to the top deck. They tried to get into a lifeboat.
Twelve minutes after the accident, the bow broke. Eleven-year-old Annie Spafford shouted, “Don’t be afraid. The seas is His and He made it.”
The girls were swept into the frigid water. The baby was sucked from Anna’s arms as the ship sank. A lifeboat captain later found Anna floating unconscious on a piece of wood.
Once arrived in Wales on a rescue ship, Anna wired to her unsuspecting husband: “Saved Alone.”
Library of CongressHoratio’s reactionHoratio sailed immediately to join her.
When they reached the coordinates where the Ville du Havre sank, the captain brought Horatio to see the empty ocean.
That night, he penned the poem “It is Well With My Soul,” which became the song.
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot,
Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Refrain: It is well, with my soul, It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ has regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His
Anna Spafford (Wikimedia Commons)own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought! My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live: If Jordan above me shall roll, No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait, The sky, not the grave, is our goal; Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord! Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul.
Up until this week, the above was all I knew about the Spaffords. The song itself has always been special to me.
Migrating to IsraelI recently, however, read a biography of Lowell Thomas. He referenced The American Colony in Jerusalem, noting the Spaffords relocated to the Holy Land after the ship sank. They spent the rest of their lives there ministering to the local population.
Thomas first met Anna Spafford and her two daughters (born after the tragic loss of her other children) during World War I.
Further research took me to a terrific book which details the story: Jane Fletcher Geniesse’s American Priestess: The Extraordinary Story of Anna Spafford and the American Colony in Jerusalem.
In a nutshell, perhaps emotionally damaged because of the fire, the loss of the children, the humility of financial ruin, Spafford gathered a band of believers. He took them to Jerusalem (on someone else’s money), where they performed charitable acts and waited for the Messiah’s return.
Horatio died seven years after their arrival. Anna became the head of a cult-like organization that took Jesus’ words seriously about helping those in need.
Jerusalem Colony carried on without the Spafford’s leadershipThey fed and helped educate Muslims, Jews, Christians, and Turks in late-nineteenth-century Jerusalem.
During World War I, as neutral Americans, they ran hospitals in the ancient city.
Anna was a seer who ruled her followers with an iron fist and routine prophecies. A group of industrious Swedish immigrants joined her fellowship in 1896 to await the Messiah’s return.
For many years, members of her flock lived in celibacy and poverty. They turned over all income and resources to Anna’s religious order. The Colony separated adults from the children they brought with them.
The children received only a meager education.
Since Anna preached that the Messiah was coming soon, there was no need for education or even book reading.
But they fed the poor. They provided a place where Muslims, Turks, Jews, Christians, and foreign visitors could mingle and talk.
The American Colony Photography studio took most of the significant photos of Jerusalem during the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. Colony photographers documented the great locust famine of 1915.
The fellowship, as a religious organization, ceased to exist within a decade of Anna’s 1922 death.
What did the Spafford’s lives ultimately mean?Geniesse summed up Anna Spafford’s life like this:
“Anna Spafford dreamed there would be peace between peoples, frequently declaring to her fellowship that ‘love could conquer disunity,’ and in many ways this is the American dream, rich with the conviction that there should be no distinctions between races, genders, ethnicities, or classes, with freedom and democracy available to all.
“. . . Perplexed, fearful of the future, swept by events out of their control, they did their best under the circumstances. The Spaffords in particular had to find a way to overcome crippling emotional wounds, while the Swedes and other members were overly susceptible to strong religious influences, paying the price in their captivity to Anna, who was hardly the first and certainly will not be the last, to use religion as a tool in the service of goals having more to do with Caesar than with God.”
I wanted the Spafford story to be a tale of deep religious faith that overcame tragedies and pointed to Jesus. Despite the hymn, that’s not what happened.
More StoriesSurprise! There’s another side to this story.
Bertha Spafford Vester circa 1903 (Library of Congress)Anna Spafford’s daughter Bertha Spafford Vester relocated with her parents in 1881 (she was two years old). She lived in Jerusalem until she died in 1968.
In 1950, at the urging of Lowell Thomas, she wrote a memoir titled Our Jerusalem.
Her version of her mother’s life differs completely from Geniesse’s story.
According to Vester, many of the stories Geniesse recounted were rumors, hearsay, and slander perpetrated by the US Counsel in Jerusalem.
The two men who served in the role for many years resented the American Colony’s influence in the area. They put words into the mouths of the colony members and distorted their beliefs.
Do actions speak louder than words?
Vester and the American Colony’s work during the early 20th century speaks volumes about their desire to serve God.
As always, there are two sides to a story. Our Jerusalem, now out of print, is available at the Internet Archive or on Hoopla. It’s well worth the read.
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The Women Worth Knowing podcast provides an even more sobering account of the Spafford’s lives: Here
Here’s Women Worth Knowing’s part two detailing Anna Spafford’s grim tale.
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