After burying my son, it took me eleven months to find the ability to be thankful for anything. It was a choice. Not a feeling. It is still a struggle sometimes to be grateful. Dark days still come. But God is good, kind, compassionate, gracious and merciful. I am grateful for this truth.
I cannot play any of them. But I love listening to music! All kinds. From Johnny Cash to Mozart. Jazz, blues, country, classical, rock. I enjoy music.
Thank you for music! Thank you for the sounds of voices and of instruments. Help me to lift up my voice in worship and bless those in our community and in our churches that play instruments in worship.
Let Us Sing Songs of Praise
Oh come, let us sing to the Lord;
let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation!
Let us come into his presence with thanksgiving;
let us make a joyful noise to him with songs of praise!
For the Lord is a great God,
and a great King above all gods.
In his hand are the depths of the earth;
the heights of the mountains are his also.
The sea is his, for he made it,
and his hands formed the dry land.
Oh come, let us worship and bow down;
let us kneel before the Lord, our Maker!
For he is our God,
and we are the people of his pasture,
and the sheep of his hand.
Today, if you hear his voice,
do not harden your hearts, as at Meribah,
as on the day at Massah in the wilderness,
when your fathers put me to the test
and put me to the proof, though they had seen my work.
For forty years I loathed that generation
and said, “They are a people who go astray in their heart,
and they have not known my ways.”
Therefore I swore in my wrath,
“They shall not enter my rest.”
The Accident was on August 12, 2013. For months the 12th brought me to tears. Then, about a year later, I decided to choose gratitude and healing rather than sorrow.
This month, I am taking the “Thanksgiving Challenge” and am posting Twelve Things I Am Grateful for in November each day for thirty days.