I got my teeth cleaned.
I went to our weekly staff meeting at the church.
I did some laundry and tidied the house.
The kids had music lessons.
I didn't make supper (thank you McHelper).
We had some sweet couples over for our young marrieds small group.
I tucked kids in, listened to prayers and kissed soft cheeks.
But this average Thursday has had a sound track that has been running through my mind (and playing on my computer) all day.
"O Love That Will Not Let Me Go" by George Matheson
This beautiful old hymn has been my sound track as I stretched out on the dentist's chair, as I washed sheets and put away lego pieces and stacked books. These words have rung on as I have driven to and fro, as I made coffee and waved good bye to our guests. Lyrics have become prayer as I thought of my loved ones walking through scary and deep waters, as I pondered the coming days, weeks, months.