Friday, January 20, 2006

Father I place into your hands

It's been a much busier week than I was expecting - I have a 'backlog of blogging' to catch up on! which probably won't be done until next week, but never mind.

One thing though. Lovelock's comments induced another bout of doomer pessimism in me, which took a few days to shake off. Inevitable worrying, worrying, worrying, dog with his bone trying to crack the marrow....

And I remembered taking my grandmother's funeral a few years ago: a lady of profound and long-term faith (a church warden for fifty years!!) and one of the hymns she had chosen for the service was a 'children's hymn' - but it strikes me more and more profoundly as time goes on:

Father, I place into Your hands
The things I cannot do.
Father, I place into Your hands
The things that I’ve been through.
Father, I place into Your hands
The way that I should go,
For I know I always can trust You.

Father, I place into Your hands
My friends and family.
Father, I place into Your hands
The things that trouble me.
Father, I place into Your hands
The person I would be,
For I know I always can trust You.

Father, we love to see Your face,
We love to hear Your voice.
Father, we love to sing Your praise
And in Your name rejoice.
Father, we love to walk with You
And in Your presence rest,
For we know we always can trust You.

Father, I want to be with You
And do the things You do.
Father, I want to speak the words
That You are speaking too.
Father, I want to love the ones
That You will draw to You,
For I know that I am one with You.

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