I deleted my blog for two days and decided that perhaps, maybe it should come back. Well, if it does then good, if not then oh wells.
I haven’t been thankful for a long time. I see the importance of going to church regularly cause I haven’t gone for two weeks. For the past two weeks I’ve been fretting a lot, wondering if I get to go home a wee bit earlier. I’ve prayed and told God, Why not? It doesn’t seem like an unreasonable request to me. But the Lord, in all his full goodness has decided that staying in Adelaide and its fresh air would do me good.
Yesterday, I felt immensely thankful. Thankful for the chance to go caroling- it was just the few of us. And I did wonder why they decided to go with it. In all normal fashion, if I had to decide, I’d probably say, ‘there are so few of us, let’s cancel’. M prepared what we were going to sing and say, we rehearsed a little just before going. The first house that we came to, it was an audience of one. He encouraged us and asked about our church. And so we went from one house to the next. We’d all wait in anticipation while M went to sound the house owners out. Met a lovely greek lady and her husband the next, a family who’d just gotten a dog to care for, a big extended family gathered in a living room (yes! We got invited in) and couple of others. We ended off the night at Aunty L’s- she happened to be on the phone so we caroled for her neighbor. Then Aunty L brought us to the nursing home to sing to her mum. All of us gathered in a tiny room. We sang Silent night, Away in a manger and O Holy night. At the end of each song, Aunty M would thank us and say that it was beautiful. I do really think we sounded beautiful- not choir beautiful, it was more like heartfelt beautiful.
It was over supper that M shared the ‘secret’ behind it- "I just committed it to God- this year’s caroling’
I deleted my blog for two days and decided that perhaps, maybe it should come back. Well, if it does then good, if not then oh wells.
I haven’t been thankful for a long time. I see the importance of going to church regularly cause I haven’t gone for two weeks. For the past two weeks I’ve been fretting a lot, wondering if I get to go home a wee bit earlier. I’ve prayed and told God, Why not? It doesn’t seem like an unreasonable request to me. But the Lord, in all his full goodness has decided that staying in Adelaide and its fresh air would do me good.
Yesterday, I felt immensely thankful. Thankful for the chance to go caroling- it was just the few of us. And I did wonder why they decided to go with it. In all normal fashion, if I had to decide, I’d probably say, ‘there are so few of us, let’s cancel’. M prepared what we were going to sing and say, we rehearsed a little just before going. The first house that we came to, it was an audience of one. He encouraged us and asked about our church. And so we went from one house to the next. We’d all wait in anticipation while M went to sound the house owners out. Met a lovely greek lady and her husband the next, a family who’d just gotten a dog to care for, a big extended family gathered in a living room (yes! We got invited in) and couple of others. We ended off the night at Aunty L’s- she happened to be on the phone so we caroled for her neighbor. Then Aunty L brought us to the nursing home to sing to her mum. All of us gathered in a tiny room. We sang Silent night, Away in a manger and O Holy night. At the end of each song, Aunty M would thank us and say that it was beautiful. I do really think we sounded beautiful- not choir beautiful, it was more like heartfelt beautiful.
It was over supper that M shared the ‘secret’ behind it- "I just committed it to God- this year’s caroling’
Although the fig tree shall not blossom
neither shall fruit be in the vines;
the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat;
the flock shall be cut off from the fold,
and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
Habakkuk 3:17-18
This lullaby is only a few words
A simple run of chords
Quiet here in this spare room
But you can hear it, hear it
Wherever you may go
I will let you down
But this lullaby plays on
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Away in a manger
