Wednesday was the last night of the Beth Moore Bible study. That six weeks went by so fast for me.I really enjoyed being able to fellowship with the ladies, and hear honest testimonies.Every week it amazed me how God used the lessons to speak so clearly to me. Some weeks they were even too personal for me to write about(if you can believe that). The last weeks lesson, we talked about psalmist and how we pictured them at first in our minds.Maybe like a shepherd with a harp, or a lamb. But now we realize that their life is just like ours, and our pleas are the same. Psalm 134 says "Now praise the Lord all you servants of the Lord who stand in the Lords house at night! Lift up your hands in the holy place and praise the Lord." That Psalm was for the night of the feast. It made me think about ALL the nights after losing Rachel ,that I would lay awake in the bed listening to music. Job 35 verse 9 and 10 say “People cry out under a load of oppression; they plead for relief from the arm of the powerful. But no one says, ‘Where is God my Maker, who gives songs in the night." God didn't just give me 1 song. He gave me many.Some I wrote, and some were from others, but the words comforted me so much. Only days after the funeral, God put a song in my heart. Not just a song, but The song to help me be able to say goodbye. The clearest and deepest words came from the darkest nights of my life.My God song...
Oh beautiful one
Who came from my dreams
You didnt stay long
You were needed its seems.
Youve gone to a place
Where no pain is known
Angel gather your wings
He's calling you home.
Fly home,my beauty fly home.
So softly you came.
Too quickly your gone.
Your hearts still with me,
So your love will live in.
In my dreams you'll be,
My beauty fly home.
Oh beautiful one
Forever youll be.
Your heart will live on
I know your with me.
Youve gone to a place
Where no pain is known.
Angel gather your wings
He's calling you home.
(My niece ,Amber, found these "angel wings" in May 2010.)
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