The Agony and Ecstasy


The ecstasy of Spring comes in the form of
forsythia's colors and birds' songs before dawn.
The agony of Spring is more personal, 
coming in the form of vigil at the bedside of our mother.


We accept both its agony and ecstasy.
We claim the promise of Psalm 32:8:
 
Psalm 32:8 - my personal compilation of several translations:  I will instruct you (I will give thee understanding, I cause thee to act wisely), and teach you (I shall make known to you) in the way you should go (about how you should live, concerning the path you should walk, and show you the way to go, and direct thee in the way that thou goest), will guide you along the best pathway for your life); I will (give) counsel (advise, direct) you with my loving eye on you (as I look you in the eye,  I will fix mine eyes upon thee, Mine eye being upon thee, as my eyes watch over you, and watch over you, I cause mine eye to take counsel concerning thee).”

9 comments:

  1. Love to you and prayers for God's real and evident presence and comfort with you.

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    1. Your prayers are being answered. This room is a holy place. God IS our refuge and strength - a very real Help in times of trouble.

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  2. A beautiful post expressing your circumstance in this season of your life.

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    1. A "season" it is - and as ALL seasons, they come; they go. :)

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  3. Beautiful thoughts. Saying a prayer just now for you and your loved ones. He is there.

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    1. Thank you, Jackie! I sense the prayers and am SO thankful for them. He IS here.

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  4. Prayers for you and your family Rebecca!

    What a sad/sweet time this is.

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    1. Not sure how it's all going to turn out, but confident that God has her covered :) Meanwhile we watch, wait, pray, and advocate.

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  5. How touching and deeply beautiful. May God bless you as you keep vigil.

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Writing a Song a Week #3

Writing a Song a Week #3
♪ I wait for the Lord; my soul waits and in his word I hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning ♪ (Psalm 130:5-6)