Thursday, August 25, 2005

Song for mom

















Lyrics to a Christian song I downloaded recently that makes me feel both sad and happy. The title is You Are Mine by David Haas. Please download it and listen to it.

I will come to you in the silence
I will lift you from all your fear
You will hear my voice
I claim you as my choice
Be still and know I am here.

I am hope for all who are hopeless
I am eyes for all who long to see
In the shadows of the night
I will be your light
Come and rest in me.

CHORUS
Do not be afraid I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine

I am strength for all the despairing
Healing for the ones who dwell in shame
All the blind will see
The lame will all run free
And all will know my name

CHORUS

I am the Word that leads all to freedom
I am the peace the world cannot give
I will call your name
Embracing all your pain
Stand up, now, walk and live!

Do not be afraid I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine

Saturday, August 13, 2005

Time heals all wounds

It's coming up on two years since mom passed away and time has healed most wounds. Not sure if I want them all to go away though. Amazing how memories come back in huge "floods" every once in a while. A few days ago, August 9th to be exact, thought of mom came back to me in heavy waves. I was having lunch and there was an old man sitting at the table in front of me with only a drink. He was concentrated heavily on something in front of him but I could not tell what. As I cocked my nosy head over to see, I noticed he had poured out an entire change purse on the table and was slowly counting pennies and rolling them in coin wrappers. Not exactly sure why this image was so powerful with me - maybe because I've seen Mom do the same thing or maybe because I could vision her doing the same thing today. It was probably neither of the two, but simply because it was my birthday and she wanted to greet me a Happy Birthday in really the only way she can - by providing me an image of her. Whatever the reason, that's the one I'm going with. Thanks for remembering Mom. I heard you.

This blog is open to all comments from family and extended family. My small way of keeping her memory going on....


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