For my soul delighteth in the song of the heart; yea, the song of the righteous is a prayer unto me, and it shall be answered with a blessing upon their heads.[1]

Sometimes it’s hard to come up with the words that would befittingly express the feelings I would like to express.

 Among those feelings are the feelings of sadness because of the lies and betrayal of someone, most loved by Nan and I.  I lament that I unknowingly enabled the situation, not recognizing or perhaps not wanting to accept what might be happening.  The harsh blow of reality sometimes catches us off guard and shocks us to the very core. 

I feel a need to write and express the gratitude I have for the love of a wonderful spouse who has the wisdom and love that only a mother and wife can exhibit.  The heartache she feels is undeserved of one so loving, trusting and caring. 

I have a need to express the love I have for a Heavenly Father that can lift my spirit with his matchless love and understanding.  

            When tough times come, as they do to all of us, I often find solace in hymns that draw me close to God.  As I ponder the past few months and how they relate to the ups and downs of the present situation, I find myself thinking of the hymn “How Gentle Gods Commands”.  The last verse says “His goodness stands approved, Unchanged from day to day; I’ll drop my burden at His feet and bear a song away”.

            As He has heard and answered my prayers, I can only feel humbled and in awe, that He would be so kind to me by allowing me to drop my burdens at His feet as they weigh constantly in my thoughts and on my soul.

            “I marvel that He would descend from his throne divine to rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine, that he should extend his great love unto such as I, sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify”[2].

            I often awake in the morning with a song or hymn on my mind.  Perhaps it is His way of letting me know He cares.  Sometimes it is a hymn I am only vaguely aware of and I have to look it up to find its message.

            As I read the blogs of others, I realize that my troubles are small compared to many and that I wouldn’t trade my problems for anyone else’s. I know that as we learn to deal with the present, there will be brighter days in the future. 

            Where, when my aching grows, Where, when I languish, Where, in my need to know, where can I run? Where is the quiet hand to calm my anguish? Who, who can understand?  He, only One.[3]