Be Still, My Soul

Autumn in New England is...glorious. With each new brilliant color, each sunbeam streaming through the leaves, I am more convinced of God's great love for us. I have quieted my soul and taken in his presence. 

And my kids have pretty much made peace with the fact that they have a crazy momma who may, at any moment, veer off to the side of the road to capture the splendor of a moment in time that will never come again. Creation...a love letter to us.

Be still, my soul: The Lord is on thy side;

With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain.

Leave to thy God to order and provide;

In ev'ry change he faithful will remain.

Be still, my soul: Thy best, thy heavenly Friend

Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

 Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake

To guide the future as he has the past.

Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;

All now mysterious shall be bright at last.

Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know

His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.