If I ever have little ones in my care, I want to teach them songs.
I’m a very musical person, even though the piano isn’t a part of my life much anymore. I usually listen to music all of the time. But for some reason, for about two weeks I haven’t been able to. I haven’t had the desire or the inclination (and when it’s on, I can’t focus with it). This seems very strange to me, until I consider the fact that every waking moment I have a song in my soul. I think it’s a gift for this season of cares.
Several of these songs are from my childhood. They are simple, melodic, and beautiful. Beautiful reminders, consoling melodies. I’m amazed they come to me again at this time. Here are a few that have stood out to me the most over the past days:
“Rejoice in the Lord always, and again I say, rejoice! Rejoice in the Lord always and again I say, rejoice! Rejoice, rejoice, and again I say rejoice…rejoice rejoice, and again I say rejoice…”
“Great is Thy faithfulness, great is Thy faithfulness, morning by morning Thy mercies I see…all I have needed Thy hand has provided, great is Thy faithfulness (!), Lord unto me…”
“Have patience. Have patience. Don’t be in such a hurry. When you get impatient, you only start to worry. Remember! Remember! That God is patient, too, so {hmm hmmm hmmm hmmm…I forgot the rest…}”
“My soul finds rest, in God alone; salvation comes from Him. He is my strength, and my salvation, and I will not be shaken…”
Lots of love from your mom mom who probably never could and definitely can’t do an Asian squat.
Oh wait this showed up on the wrong post. Sorry.