He’s Singing
I remember it as if it were yesterday. Staring out the window at my big, bald tree, spilling secrets, as I so often did when she stood tall and strong, my heart aching, my brain spiraling, lost in a moment of dark.
Buzzzzz went the phone as I ho-hum debated if I should even bother and with a halfhearted glance,
by Lauren Daigle, sent by a nicey of a daughter came into my life
& WoW
Then there was the time I sat in a unfamiliar building on an Easter morning with two kind souls who wanted a nondenominational celebration that day. Unsure of my surroundings, but open to the genuineness, I heard a comforting song
& WoW. It was as if I had never, ever heard those words before and my eyes were opened wide.
Then there was the chance encounter with an oldie radio station on an afternoon when I soooooo needed a knock upside my head.
& WoW. Elvis brought a message and I’ve !! adored !! that tune ever since.
crooned by my fave, Barry ? Yep. You best believe with you there’s a Heaven so Earth ain’t so bad gets me every, single time
& Bruno’s
does too, ’cause I can !! I sooooo can.
& what’s my point ??
I know a lot of people are missing the gatherings and the Sunday, spiritual rituals of church and I get it.
♥ I do ♥
I just hope to once again acknowledge the chorus of beautiful that’s available every single moment of every single day. Jesus is Everywhere. And Everything.
Seek Him. Find Him.
& Listen.
He’s singing.
♥