How Great Thou Art

We gathered together like we do each month.   We sit facing our audience who waits expectantly.  They are a beautiful bunch, this gathered assembly.  I smile as I glance at their now familiar faces. We sing about the sweet by and by and the lily of the valley, some join in with our motley little choir, others simply nod along as the familiar words touch a soft spot in tired hearts and wearing out bodies.  As we begin a new song, I watch the tears come to cataract-blinded eyes. Oh Lord ... [Read More]