Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Sunday Hymns and Herrington Babies: For the Beauty of the Earth


For the beauty of the earth,
for the glory of the skies,
for the love which from our birth
over and around us lies... For the beauty of each hour
of the day and of the night,
hill and vale, and tree and flower,
sun and moon, and stars of light... For the joy of ear and eye,
for the heart and mind's delight,
for the mystic harmony,
linking sense to sound and sight... For thyself, best Gift Divine,
to the world so freely given,
for that great, great love of thine,
peace on earth, and joy in heaven:
Lord of all, to thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.

I'm loving all these nature hymns and the sensory language. A friend was analyzing my personality recently (favorite!) and said I'm very drawn to sensory and aesthetic details. Which is so true! I always love day and night imagery, mentions of birth, and the joy and delight found through our bodies.

Graves's red Converse were too small this Sunday (which I totally should have anticipated) so I got Annie's blue pair for him.They seemed fine but he said they hurt too. There was all sorts of drama being leaving, on the way, and once we got there.

Praise God for patient Sunday school teachers who are kind  beyond measure. Praise God for little boys who rally and make it through big church without further hysterics. Praise God for friends who hedge us in, in pews and in life. Praise God for two little girls who were much easier on me than is often the case. Praise God for ears and eyes and sun and moon and trees and flowers.

And praise God for sermons about how much of life is lived in the shadowland, in circumstances less than ideal, and how God isn't threatened by our questions. Praise God for a pastor who reminds us how God desires a relationship with us more than our good behavior- especially relevant for the one who writes these absurd little snippets; who wanted to turn around and drive home but was rebuked by her eight year old; and who did not go late to her own Sunday school or even have a moment of solitude with the Lord, but played on her phone instead and told herself she deserved that break.

Praise God for His grace and Himself- best gifts divine.

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