One of those ‘toss & turn’ restless nights here @ West Court. The Neighborhood is strangely peacefully quiet this night–very little traffic, sirens. My thoughts go to the inspiring and brave souls in the Ukraine and what they would give for night like this. Bless them tonight and keep them safe… Admittedly, I have learned on nights like this–I need to quiet my mind from the stresses of my work and get quietly alone with Mother’s Study Bible and just pray. So many within my Circle are hurting tonight–my heart hurts with and for them tonight. I know I reference many posts back to Hymns of the Church – and tonight goes back to 1865, stirring lyrics by Caroline W. Sandell Berg. I hope it blesses you as it has me this night. Love you all.
‘Day by day and with each passing moment,
Strength I find to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,
I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He whose heart is kind beyond all measure
Gives unto each day what he deems best–
Lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.
Ev’ry day the Lord himself is near me,
With a special mercy for each hour;
All my cares he gladly bears and cheers me,
He whose name is Counselor and Pow’r.
The protection of his child and treasure
Is a charge that on himself he laid:
“As your days, your strength shall be in measure”–
This the pledge to me he made.
Help me then in ev’ry tribulation
So to trust your promises, O Lord,
That I lose not faith’s sweet consolation
Offered me within your holy Word.
Help me, Lord, when, toil and trouble meeting,
E’er to take, as from a father’s hand,
One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
Till I reach the promised land.’
