In today’s day and time, when there is so little to be hopeful for. When the news brings us a daily onslaught of bad things, political misbehavior, partisanism and the acceptance of lying, I look for things that will bring me hope. That’s why, in the morning after our coffee, when my husband puts on Pandora, we listen to Jim Brickman whose music is a combination of quiet harmonies and hymns.
When I hear those songs of my childhood, I remember growing up in those tiny churches where everyone looked to my father for the message from the Lord for that Sunday morning, or night, or Wednesday evening. Those messages, delivered in Spanish, brought so much light into the lives of the people around us and filled those small tabernacles with power so tangent you could hold it in the palm of your hand. That is the power and light of God. He brings us hope and concern for our fellow man. He is the one, despite our frailties, believes in us and the kindness we can show to one another. He spurs us on to be our greater selves despite our past indiscretions. It’s through those gentle reminders, Just as I am, Amazing Grace, Open the Eyes of My Heart Lord we can go forward and continue in our daily lives. No matter what is happening around us, knowing that He is in control and holds us in the palm of His hand can bring us that peace that goes beyond understanding.
So, my brothers and sisters, be of good cheer. He is ever present and gathers us into His arms when we feel we can’t go on.