Aug 25

He did it again…

Like I wrote last Sunday, it’s still hard to walk into church each week. The worship was sweet this morning, and each word that I sing about my Savior heals my heart a little bit more. I was doing good and feeling strong until I heard the strums on the guitar to “Holy, Holy, Holy”. I did not have a bulletin, so I had no idea to look forward to another song that was hard for us. We sang it the day we baptized her, at our wedding, and we also sang it at her Celebration Service. Have you really read the words to that beautiful hymn lately?

  1. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
    Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;
    Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty!
    God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!
  2. Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,
    Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
    Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
    Who was, and is, and evermore shall be.
  3. Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide Thee,
    Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see;
    Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee,
    Perfect in pow’r, in love, and purity.
  4. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
    All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea;
    Holy, holy, holy; merciful and mighty!
    God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!

As usual, the tears started flowing, and I yearned for my Mary Anna. I know the day she passed the angels greeted her in heaven singing this very song. I just know it. A friend texted me last Sunday and said that she was thinking of Dan and I. As she walked into church they started singing “Holy, Holy, Holy”, so she stopped and prayed for us.

I do not know much, but what I do know is that my Mary Anna made and is making a difference. Also, I know that things do not just happen. There is a creator behind everything that happens, and each step is ordained long before us. At times that is hard to comprehend, but right now, I know I would rather trust than not.

Mary Anna taught me how to love Jesus.
She taught me how to pray.
My baby girl taught me how to desire heaven.
She taught me what a rainbow truly means.
My princess taught me how to approach the throne of grace with humility.
She taught me how to rely on Christ alone.
Mary Anna changed me.

Our pastor ended the sermon today with these words: grace + truth + time. That is what we are doing right now. We are clinging to the grace given to us, resting in the truth, and letting time heal our hearts.