Oh come, let us sing to the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation! Psalm 95:1 (ESV)
For her last three years my parents cared for my grandmother in their home. Grandma had dementia and frequently had accidents, caused disruptions, and didn’t remember anyone. Yet, on an occasion when my mom took her for a doctor visit, a lady in the waiting room asked if Grandma was a Christian – there was something about her sweet spirit that made one take notice.
When I was growing up, Grandma was known to break out into spontaneous song that aptly expressed her abiding faith and joy. Throughout her life the songs continued. They surpassed grief and disappointment and expressed hope and love. Long after her mind had gone, the songs let us know the state of her heart.
As she aged, she frequently sang an old camp meeting song, I Feel like Traveling on. One day she did…
Sweet Father, you’ve given us precious examples of saints among us. Help us to emulate their love and devotion to you so that our children will have models of Christ-likeness to hand on to their children. In our Lord Jesus Christ. AMEN.
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We all need to keep singing. Thanks, Jane. Marthe D. Curry, Ph.D.Director, Center for World MissionEpiscopal Diocese of West Texas 888/210-824-5387, X4045 888/210-822-8779 FAX firstname.lastname@example.org