Gentle Whispers

              I remember in school having to write the “What I did last summer” essays.  This feels like that.   This summer was primarily spent adjusting to the changes Charlie’s passing has created in my life and a frustrating gardening season.   And I’ve given myself a new project; learning the words to some of the hymns in our songbook.  I realized at this summer’s auditorium services that the lights were not bright enough for me to read the words.  So, I’ve started memorizing them by singing them in the morning while I turn lights on, adjust the thermostat, check text messages and feed Lucy.  The lyrics have become my daily affirmations.
     I start my morning with “Let us march and never weary, never falter by the way, let us make the world more cheery in the sunlight of today. “I follow that with “This little light of mine” in case I need to help the sun out.  Then “Destiny at my command” not as much for affirmation, but because the line “safe, secure I shall remain, free from every care and pain” always makes me smile.  (For those who don’t live in Lily Dale, there is a lovely woman here named Karen Payne, who I’m sure no one wants to be free from).  Currently I am up to seven additional hymns, ending with “Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life”.

Peace, Roy Montgomery

 





 
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