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Saturday, August 25, 2007

She Sang It is Well

I posted earlier this month about my experience as part of the volunteer American flag honor guard for a local fallen soldier. It was something I will never forget. I've been following the news stories lately, feeling a small connection with this young man's mother. We don't frequent the same circles or live in the same neighborhood, we don't attend the same church. We don't share the same battle against cancer, though it has touched people I know and love. But, we both homeschool, lean heavily on our faith, live in the same area, deal with the same traffic, the same gasoline prices, the same economy, and we both have had to release a child as they went to heaven before us.

Yes, when my oldest daughter was four-months-old, we buried her twin sister who was taken from us by Sudden Infant Death Syndrome, or SIDS. Considering this, and how it has affected my life for the past twenty years, I've been watching the news, gazing at photos, and thinking about this mother who just buried her twenty-one year old son. She seems to have borne up in front of the media coverage with such grace, such strength. I wonder whether I could have done as well were it my twenty-one year old child who would never again walk through the door of our home.

Now I realize that I don't see what goes on when the news people are gone, and this family are home alone. I'm thankful for them that nobody sees that but the family and God. I'm also thankful that I don't see how they handle their greif surrounded by the walls of their own home. I would balk at the thought of such an intrusion.

So I pray for them, and my heart is a bit saddened, a bit weary, for this family with which I can identify a little bit. And I remember how an inexplicable feeling of peace, and strength would bouy me up when I felt the weakest during the events and weeks following my baby daughter's death. God is faithful, ever-present, and oh, so loving, as we walk through this shadowed valley of loss, greif, and death. I know this to be true.

I read an article in our local paper titled
"Iraq War Victim Is Honored" on the eve of PFC Jaron Holliday's funeral. It was very nicely written, and honored this fallen hero, and his family in a way that made me glad to say I'm from this town. But in reading further, I was taken aback by this one sentence:

"Kelly Holliday, who has been diagnosed with cancer, received a standing ovation after she powerfully and passionately sang the hymn "It Is Well With My Soul" for the church."

I wondered, how could this greiving mother find it in herself to sing at her son's funeral. And how in the world could she make it through a song such as this?

Then I realized that she didn't find it in herself. She found strength to sing this very song in the same God I lean heavily upon for the strength I need. The ever-present Help in time of trouble. The One who will never leave me nor forsake me, Who holds me ever in His grip of grace. I am awed and oh, so grateful.

I still don't know whether, in the same circumstances, I could sing "It is Well With My Soul". I hope never to find out. But I have a suspicion that whatever my future holds, that the wellness of my soul has already been provided for, by One who sees farther than I, and knows exactly what I will need.


In light of that, for this day, all is well.

The song itself is timeless. The God who inspired it, is still in control, and He remains worthy of my complete trust.


Jen E said...

"It Is Well" is a favorite hymn of mine. It means so much. I am often awed at the strength of people faced with a tragic loss. Their faith is great.

Donetta said...

Thanks for visiting. Busy morning here. I'll be back soon. I look forward to pursing your words. I too love the power of word.

melody is slurping life said...

"The God who inspired it, is still in control, and He remains worthy of my complete trust."

Thank you sharing what God clearly laid on your heart. The last line is well worth my saving and reading when I falter in trusting Him.

Michelle said...

TaunaLen -

"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars."

~Kahlil Gibran

I too am a gatherer of phrases and your post immediately made me think of the quote above... One of my favorites.

I know what it looks like, feels like, sounds like - the instant it hits you that you have just lost your child. I nearly lost my daughter when she was two weeks old.

I cannot even begin to fathom what it must feel like to lose a child at 4 months old. To know the mixed gratitude and pain when you look into her twin's eyes and know that someone is missing.

You have transformed pain in your life into beauty, not even recognizing that your life bears up the notes of that very same song, 'It is Well With My Soul'.

Thank you for sharing, and for your very kind comment on my blog. I am so glad to have found in your blog such a beautiful collection of thoughts... I plan to come back often and peruse to my heart's content.

Sandi McBride said...

I love the concept of 5 degrees of separation. It simply means that we are all one family, the family of man. It is unfortunate that wars continue and children go hungry, that cruelty to those least able to protect themselves can exist in a world that God planned so perfectly. We have feet of clay, which is why sometimes our feet need to be held to the fire so that they don't crumble. I know in my heart that my God lives, and so therefore, do we.

susan said...

What an amazing woman to find such strength. I doubt many others could do so.

That song always makes me think of my grandmother. It was one of her favorites and I can still hear her deep, smoke ruined voice singing it...

Donetta said...

Hello TaunaLen
I am rested in your lovely post.
How this too must bring a rest for you in the remembrance of your
dear child. I also find comfort in this.
That those that go before us stand at the right hand of God interceding for us continually. I think of that often.
Jen e said so well It is well, It is well with my soul. I loved the history lesson of this great hymn. The post was the perfect balm for a long day. (I had oral surgery today) I just melted into the hymn. I love the old hymns. I used to sit up late into the night reading and singing from my antique hymnals.

Shannon said...

I tagged you before I realized you'd already been tagged and started to share some interesting tidbits! I'll consider the job in the works! :)

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