Verse 18

Good evening friends,

It's that time of month again, and my brain is a bit foggy tonight. I would love to come with a little something to encourage you but I'm hardly stringing to words together, let alone THOUGHTS! :)

I'm writing from Prince Edward Island, where I travelled with the two kids this week for my grandmother's funeral. It's been exhausting, but I'm so thankful I was able to get "home" to be with everyone at this time. My grandmother has left such a testimony, and I love hearing everyone's memories of her. Her faith-filled life and reputation as a prayer warrior is a fresh reminder that the only life to live, is a life that counts for God.  And the only way to get there, is that deeply personal relationship with Him. I can truly say my grandmother knew and loved her Saviour... her life showed it!

A hymn that she often sang was quoted at the funeral and the words were new to me... thought you might like them too!

There is singing up in Heaven such as we have never known,

Where the angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon the throne.....

Holy, holy, is what the angels sing,

And I expect to help them make the courts of heaven ring;

But when I sing redemption’s story, they will fold their wings,

For angels never felt the joys that our salvation brings.

So, although I’m not an angel, yet I know that over there

I will join a blessèd chorus that the angels cannot share;

I will sing about my Savior, who upon dark Calvary

Freely pardoned my transgressions, died to set a sinner free.

So...

Back to verses. :) Let's hear your 18th verse!

Enjoy the last half of your September. :)