Friday, November 09, 2007

Comfort Words

I could not begin to count how many times in the past years, our family has closed a day by singing Abide With Me. It is truly a family classic, and as some people have "comfort foods," these stanzas are like "comfort words," especially in times where change seems to be the only constant and a reliant trust in God's mercy, my only hope.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.