Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!

Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;

Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty!

God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!

Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;

Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,

Who was, and is, and evermore shall be.

Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide Thee,

Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see;

Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee,

Perfect in pow’r, in love, and purity.

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!

All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea;

Holy, holy, holy; merciful and mighty!

God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!

 

This was a rough week.  I can’t really put my finger on why, just on many levels there were endless prayers.  Hard things {you know, the ones only prayer can get you through}: A friend having a biopsy.  A friend at the brink of quitting on the spot, but struggling to remain godly in a bad situation. Work problems.  Trying to figure out what I’m going to do for income.
Good things {Thank you Lord, You are merciful and loving}: Anticipation of a fun Friday evening.   Sewing.  I found a DVD tutorial I really needed (like 2 months ago) – already purchased, just pushed back between file folders (found it while getting tax stuff together).  A friend’s medical report coming back early and being good.  A face-to-face coffee visit with a friend.  My sweet niece coming to visit.
Yuck things {just get over it already!}: Getting tax paperwork together.  Endless tired because of daylight savings {I hate daylight savings-I don’t get enough sleep as it is, don’t take another hour from me.  And the adding an hour, what a joke – I never see it :-D!}. Two sick children.

Did I mention we had a fun Friday evening planned?  The Moody Bible Institute’s Symphonic Band is on their Alaska tour and tonight we attended their concert, and are hosting some of the students.  Moody has a special place in my heart because one of “my” youth group boys is attending there this year, and both my brother and sister-in-law attended Moody Bible.  My sister-in-law graduated from Moody Bible in Chicago and my brother was in the last (or next to the last) graduating class of Moody Aviation in Tennessee.  Anyway, the week was long and did not go as I planned.  I felt anxious, to the point of almost not going to the concert.  Both kids felt lousy and I just felt on the verge of freaking out.  {I really hate it when mind over matter doesn’t work}  In spite of the week and all feelings, this afternoon I chose to sew.  And I chose to go.

I mentioned to a friend earlier in the week I wanted to make little lunch sacks to pack the girls’ lunches in tomorrow – her comment was “two things you love – to sew and give it away” 😀 she knows me…. So, I sewed. And took lots of deep breaths.  I got the bags done and loved every minute of working on them, imagining what the girls would be like, what instruments they would play, and what color they would choose.  I made the bags out of paint drop cloth {my new favorite material} and pieces of my favorite bias tape I had left over from other projects – a quilt, two aprons, and my mom’s kuspuk. Tonight I felt like too much of a dork – so I didn’t give it to them.  I feel so selfish because I did something I enjoyed and I don’t want them to feel like they have to like it.

Enough of the lunch sacks though and back to the concert, it. was. so. good.  I can’t really describe it {totally a heart thing}, but I can say they directed the music to be focused on prayer.  Several times different students shared an interpretive reading of various chapters and had it incorporate with a personal life experience of theirs; the two I really remember were the ones on joy and divorce.  Choosing to see joy where others may not.  The pain and hurt in divorce.  I struggled through many of the songs to not bawl, but especially after those two shared.  As I reflect over the evening I find it interesting those are the two imbedded in my heart.  The last song they played was “Holy, Holy, Holy” – -it is hours later and that is still going through my head.  Amazing.  He is Holy – “though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see”.   {deep breath – “Holy, Holy, Holy” is playing right now on Pandora Radio as I type.  Yes God, I’m listening.}

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