I sang one of our family’s favorite hymns at the Eckert Presbyterian Church on Sunday morning.
Peace, Peace Wonderful Peace..
Coming down from the father, above.
Sweep over my spirit forever I pray
In phathomless billows of love
This was a very special song that my grandfather—-my mother’s father–sang……..It was part of his SOUL…….He sang it in the house…..He sang it in the truck…….He sang it while we were fishing…….I never questioned his faith in the Lord because he shared this song so freely with me. Never underestimate the power you have to encourage or impress a young mind. If you have a song that speaks to you…….share it with the people you love. Every time they hear it, they will have to think of you and you can be responsible for leading them closer to God with something as simple and subtle as a song…….Thank you, Grandpa!
I also sang “Thank God for Small Things”, which is fresh in my mind, these days……..
After singing at the church, we ate lunch with our dear friends, Jeanne and John Precup, then we headed off for our adventure.
We spent the night at the Hawthorn Suites in Grand Junction as a test for Mom staying away from home. It went pretty well and we learned a lot of new lessons. Mom fell in the bathroom about 2:00AM and hit her head on the door frame. She seemed to be OK. THANK GOD, when she finally got up this morning. But, the night was long and not as easy as we had hoped. We took her blankets, one is warm and electric and the are all specially pinned and clamped to a pole, to be sure that she wouldn’t get caught up in the covers. She was a little confused in the night and had a difficult time getting into and out of her bed. But, all in all it was a success. We need to do it, again, to see how flexible she can be. She still needs prayers about her ability to do practical things…….like putting on her seat belt or paying attention to where she is and how to get back to where she was…….She did a great job of remembering which room we were staying in and how to push the buttons in the elevator with her left fingers! That was a triumph! Hooray! Keep it UP Mom!