This morning I started dwelling on devastating events that could - but probably will never - happen in my life. I decided to read a book to make myself feel better. I randomly picked up a book my mom gave me called How to Grow a Young Music Lover
. Reading about the benefits of music made me feel like playing the piano (which I rarely do anymore). I opened the hymnal to a random page and started playing and singing these words -
Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?
It breathes in the air; it shines in the light;
It streams from the hills; it descends to the plain;
And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.
Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail;
Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend!
I teared up as I felt like God was telling me through these words to stop thinking about my (potential) problems and to start hanging onto him. He was telling me that he knows that I think I can't get through certain things in life. But no matter what happens, he will take care of me. Then, I heard a voice in my head say, "You are going to sing this in church today." I laughed to myself. Now that would be a confirmation.
So, when I saw those same words appear on the screen at church and sang those same words again, my eyes filled with tears. With so many people in the room that had come to hear from God, it was amazing to know that he had taken the time to talk to me.
If I can only remember this tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day...