This week end I listened to this, every single word and hymn.
What difference does it make in my life?
I guess it can be best told like this:
Saturday morning, I lamented that I had just cleaned the bay window and yet....
All those streaks. Grrrr. Oh, I went on and on grumbling. Frustrated. Just down right grumpy.
RR walked by and said, "Arlene, look at how nice the flowers are."
That's right. That picture is taken 'through' that streaky window. Don't they look great? The beautiful final flowers of Fall.
That, my friends is what listening to every word every hymn did for me.
It helped me to see better.
To see past the streaks and smudges and overwhelming issues that are so up close, in our face and every present and see past them.
To see the beauty just beyond the streaky window.
And that even with the streaks up close and ever present at the SAME TIME there is still beauty just beyond, just look and see.