...honest, it was a children's song based on Romans 12:12 about being a good friend.
I was just practicing ...and it
changed.
Like reallllly changed.
My mind's eye was suddenly filled with sheep like teeth, stone tower necks and raisin cakes (not the kind the housekeeper makes on Father Ted, though😜)
I don't know what caused my thoughts to change direction.
Maybe it was that yesterday my coworker's battery died; and her husband was soon there to rescue and fix what was broken. I was so happy she had him.
The last month or so has found me missing the covering and completing role my husband used to do so well. (...during the good years)
I had to spend the day on Saturday, on my own, handling the most expensive head lamp change in history ($600+!!!) Somehow I walked out with my bank account untouched and packing tape holding the headlight lens in place. He would have known where to go, and the mechanic would have listened to him with respect.
I've mourned the loss of the old (benevolent) Kip in so many other ways, too, while enduring the painful triggers of traumatic memories that seem to strengthen as November progresses, waning only when a whimsical groundhog crawls out of his protective hole.
So there I was, guitar in hand, listening while I rehearsed....and feeling a knowing grow in my heart that there was more that needed to be said.
...and it was so clear that Romans 12:12 (and following), a song about how to be a good friend, could also be a love song.
Three strands hold tight
Your heart to mine
Covered in grace
Endless embrace
Joyful in hope
Patient in pain
Faithful in prayer
Knowing You're There (you care)
I'll go where you go
Stay by your side
We're in this together
For worse or better
I'll cry when you cry
& smile when you smile
Loving each other in the
Way of the Father
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