The last two days have been numb, a dark cloud hanging over me. Couldn’t get away from the TV. College Football? Who won? The Cubs, yeah, they lost another. Movies. Huh? The chair was comforting, nice and soft, within easy reach of the coffee cup and snacks. Sunday Professional football. Who won? Who cares? When will I hear from that publisher? Been working on that novel for two years. If yes, then what? Requirements from them to publicize the book. Yuck, not my cup of java. Finally, had enough and got out of the house. Saw a good friend and shared burden. A smile and the dark cloud started moving away. Back to the chair and more movies. Finally, prepping to crawl into bed when a remembrance of a hymn broke across the numbness.
“When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul, My
Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!”
Yes, all is well with my soul.