I am a singer, songwriter, wife, mother, Jesus follower. I send out a 2-minute read every Tuesday about Jesus and life in God.
This Is My Father’s World
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Hi Friends, This is my Father’s world. I’ve had the melody of the hymn by that title stuck in my head for days. So much so that my kids have started humming it, too. My Father’s world. Just saying that phrase makes my shoulders relax a little. It feels… safe. We don’t know what will happen each day as we wake. We don’t know which days, for better or worse, will be remembered in a decade. Some seasons are dark as night, or as this hymn puts it “the wrong feels oft so strong”. But there’s a comfort in knowing where you are. Not lost. Not alone. Never abandoned. No, we remain securely here — in our Father’s world. There’s something grounding about it, especially when we’re confused or uncertain. It’s like putting your bare feet in the summer grass and dirt. It’s like the spring drizzle collecting on your skin as you go out to grab the mail. There’s something so present, so real about it. His comfort, His generosity. His invitation to let the air all the way out of our lungs and just be. To live, and move around our day, and have all our being right here, in His world. I needed this reminder today: This is our Father’s world. – Anna P.S. I’ll be soaking in the words and melodies of this hymn today. You can join me in listening here. |
Anna Blanc
I am a singer, songwriter, wife, mother, Jesus follower. I send out a 2-minute read every Tuesday about Jesus and life in God.
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