Nice timing

Moved out of the house last night -- Dessie had taken all the kids to her mother's house in Fredericksburg while I was at work; so I didn't even get to say good-bye. In fact I haven't seen Kinya and Sean and Merry at all yet since before their mom's decision; they were already in Fredericksburg. Kind of a bleak evening packing up in the silence. Even the dog was somewhere else...which just goes to show there's a silver lining in every cloud, I suppose.

Telling the kids wasn't much fun, either. I'll respect their privacy and not give you their reactions.

So I was grateful that the appointed Psalms for this morning were the 20th and 22nd. I needed that. And it reminded me of a thirty- or forty-year-old Bill and Gloria Gaither song I hadn't thought of in years. Took me a while to recall the words even of one verse, but it came back eventually...

When you've knelt beside the rubble
Of an aching, broken heart
When the things you've built your life on fell apart
You're not the first to be acquainted
With sorrow, grief or pain
But the Master promises sunshine after the rain

Hold on, My child,
Joy comes in the morning
Weeping only lasts for the night
Hold on, My child,
Joy comes in the morning
The darkest hour means dawn is just in sight...