We were singing in church today and something sparked a memory and I am hearing the doctors and nurses telling us that Knox is probably not going to live and if he does he won't be the boy we know. I toss that one out. Then I am remembering a well-intentioned but harsh letter reminding us that we have other children and not to neglect them by spending all our time with Knox. I toss that one out. Where do these come from? Why now? Focus.
Then we are taking communion. Creed is on my lap and we are singing You Are my All in All and we get to the chorus:
Jesus, Lamb of God
Holy is Your name
Jesus, Lamb of God
Holy is Your name
I am thinking about communion and feasting and being in the presence of God. Knox can sing this face to face. I am pretty certain there is no earthly word to describe what that is like. There I am again, partaking and praising, and feeling in the presence of God and sharing a moment with Knox. I find myself wanting to tell Creed...we are all together; doing the same thing; the gap is being bridged and knowing he can't understand, but one day he will.
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Yes, yes, amen.
Three stanzas from three of Watts' hymns seem a fitting collocation:
People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his Name.
Our lips shall tell them to our sons,
And they again to theirs;
That generations yet unborn
May teach them to their heirs.
No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.
Reading this brings tears and chills. Bless you, sweet friend.
Praising Him.
Your comment to me on Sunday meant so much. Grief really does have no limit. Even though our situations are so different, I appreciate your reaching out when you were obviously having your own stuff going on that same day. So many of my worst moments come from the insensitivity of other Christians, but somehow you seem to have risen above this. Please know that your posts give me hope that someday this deep emptiness will turn to comfort. *HUGS*
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