I’ve always enjoyed music.  I sang my first solo in church at five years old.  Music became a source of joy and comfort as I learned to sing the old hymns and anthems composed long ago.  Occasionally I get out one of my old hymn books, and although I can no longer sing I enjoy reading the poetry.  Along with my Bible, I still derive comfort from the precious words formed by others who were inspired in their dark days as they too trusted in God to bring them through.
            Most of us have gone through dark days.  Days of adversity that seems never-ending.   I have learned it is an expected part of life that God uses to teach us His ways and His love.  On one of those days, I was driving my old car, feeling sorry for myself, telling God that I was feeling lonely and abandoned by all my family and friends.  My bank account was below zero and I wasn’t sure when I was going to be able to get groceries. 
            Suddenly a flock of sparrows swooped down in front of my car and I was reminded of Jesus’ words; “Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them.  Are you not much better than they?  And why take thought for raiment?  Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin.”  (Matthew 6:26, 28)  I then remembered an old song I sang many times as a solo when I was a child.
CONSIDER THE LILIES[1]
Consider the lilies, how they grow, with raiment rich and white as snow;
The hand of the Father made them so, and I know that He careth for me.
How small are the sparrows in the air, yet they have a song of joy to share;
They trust in the Father’s loving care, and I know that He careth for me.
The blessings of God are manifold, the measure of grace can ne’er be told;
No good from His own doth He withhold, and I know that He careth for me.
 
My pity party was over.  I have often thought of that moment and the encouragement I received from the Father.  He absolutely cares for me.  It was a “Dear Jane, Love God” letter of remembrance. 


[1] Music and lyrics by Floyd W. Hawkins, copied from “Happy Melodies” compiled by Mrs. E.L. Teasdale circa 1940’s
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