I came across this song by Brett Dennen a few months ago. I was in my bathroom getting ready for something and I had one of the music stations on that comes with our satellite. I was listening to music not really paying much attention to what was playing. This song “By and By” came on and for some reason it just caught my attention and I stopped what I was doing to make sure and catch who was signing it and write down the title. My first thoughts when listening to the words were of Stefanie and Justin. They have become (in such a short amount of time) more than just friends! They are real people that have inspired, comforted and loved us through this difficult time. It is such a blessing that through this terrible diagnosis, that both of our families are going through, we have been lead to one another. I can’t imagine going through this without having someone that can relate to exactly what we are going through. So I dedicate this song to them beacuse they have touched our lives and make us want to be better people. I love you Stef, Jut, Jay and Bee-Ba!
The other song is a Hymn that was sung at our home church this past Sunday. I love the church that we are attending in Rockford, but there is no place like home! Something that I miss so much is singing from a Hymnal. It’s not like the songs that we sing at Rockford First aren’t great, and don’t speak to me because they do. However, I really miss Hymns. This particular Hymn, the Hymn of Promise really touched me and my life. Unfortunatly I can’t download this song to my page directly, so I’ll write the lyrics at the end of my post. I think I’m going to go buy a Hymn and start reading them.
In the bulb there is a flower; In the seed, an apple tree; In cocoons, a hidden promise: Butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter, There’s a sping that waits to be, Unrevealed until its season, Something God alone can see.
There’s a song in every silence, Seeking word and melody; There’s a dawn in every darkness, bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future; What it holds, a mystery, Unrevealed until its season, Something God alone can see.
In our end is our begining; In our time, infinity. In our doubt, there is believing; In our life, eternity.
In our death, a resurrection; At the last, a victoryUnrevealed until its season, Something God alone can see.