Candy blogs: I’ve been away from my blog for too long. Life has been crowded lately. We’re in the process of saying goodbye to a dear loved one. It overshadows all the things that used to seem important. I’m finding it difficult to go on with life as usual. I have to force myself to focus on things that must get done … client work, family and church commitments, cooking, housework, answsering phones and messages and emails, making conversation, trying to explain how I’m feeling.
Worship today was especially comforting. Worshipping with the saints is always especially comforting to me. This song gripped me …
Another Day
In the minutes of the day, there is barely time to see where I’m walking
Snap decisions come and go, who I am will overthrow
Who I want to be
So I count on You to change every piece of who I am
That would bury me
You refurbish me to see how Your kingdom’s meant to be …
… for another day
Chorus
Oh, it’s another day, in the walking; it’s another day, learning to love
It’s another day, together, dwelling in the land, in the land.
Walk together, not alone; love will cover and atone;
There’s so much to learn
It’s in the journey, day to day; you have chosen to relay
Who you are to me
So, you see, the secret’s out; for true life to come about
It takes a step of faith
to believe that God can be who He says that He can be …
… is a trusting thing
Chorus
Oh, it’s another day, in the walking; it’s another day, learning to love
It’s another day, together, dwelling in the land, in the land.
This song says to me that every single day matters and piles up on the day before and the day before that, and the days keep piling up and pretty soon you are the result of all your days. What I do today, who I am today affects tomorrow and who I am tomorrow.
Our dear loved one has walked many days and will soon get to stop walking. My today is a sad one. But it’s one day along the journey and becomes part of who I am for tomorrow.
My trusting thing is remembering that these days are all part of the journey, of me dwelling in the land. My benevolent King journeys with me.
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Oh, Candy, I’m sorry for your sorrow and grief. But I can sense your joy, even in the midst of it! Love and hugs!
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Christy, how kind of you to take the time to encourage me.
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I’m sorry for your coming loss, even the current loss of things “as they used to be.” I don’t know if you’ve ever read Elisabeth’s Elliot’s writings about doing “the next thing” during grief, but sometimes it can be therapeutic to do the everyday things. yet, too, a shadow is cast over them while grieving. Praying for you…
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Thank you so much, my friend. I never met a writing by E. Elliott I didn’t like. I look forward to reading it.
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