. . . a song born of tears comes together so sweetly . . .
Last week was long. And that is an understatement. Did I really only post twice last week? I did really only post twice. There was too much. Too much to process. Some hard choices to be made. Some important conversations to be had. Some playing and school work to be done with my children. Reading. Praying. A high school play to be attended. Some purchases to be made. Laundry to be done (of course!). Late nights. Long talks. Evaluations. Counsel given. Some tears. And some more tears.
But, God is good. The things He can accomplish in one week . . .
And today, this morning, Ben and I sang together in church. Ben's dad played guitar for us. The words of the song ::
I will change your name;
you shall no longer be called
wounded, outcast, lonely or afraid.
I will change your name;
your new name shall be
confidence, joyfulness,
overcoming one,
faithfulness, friend of God,
one who seeks My face.
I am faithfully seeking God's face, seeking His joy and His confidence, seeking His friendship. May I say that this is my prayer for each of you, my friends? This is my prayer for you.