We sang this hymn at church Sunday, and I have been thinking about it ever since.
These verses have also been on my mind . . .
And so I have been hearing these phrases over and over in my mind . . .
thinking about my hands and feet moving at the impulse of His love,
thinking about being compelled by Christ's love,
and thinking about this verse that says my hands should reach out.
I am trying to figure out what this means for me
right now, where I am at . . .
For now I know that today I am driving 4 hours to Oklahoma
for my great-uncle's funeral.
I will get to see my family and spend time remembering my uncle's life.
It was an interesting one.
Hopefully soon I can tell you about it and try to put into words
all that has been going on in my head and heart since he died.
Thanks for reading, friends.