Brother James’ Air

What a week.

Seven days ago, we began our Foster Parent training. We learned somewhere along the way that our other family-making option is doubtful. We did lots of talking and praying and lots of crying. It’s just too much stress to get hopes up and then wait. I’m glad things are how they are now… because it’s certainly less stressful than last week.

My soul is intact, and God is on His throne.

The song following, is one I’m playing this week for Piano Lessons. It’s quite awesome. Basically, it’s the words of the 23rd Psalm, in a more poetic nature:

1    The Lord’s my shepherd, I’ll not want.
2          He makes me down to lie
     In pastures green: he leadeth me
          the quiet waters by.

3    My soul he doth restore again;
          and me to walk doth make
     Within the paths of righteousness,
          ev’n for his own name’s sake.

4    Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
          yet will I fear none ill:
     For thou art with me; and thy rod
          and staff me comfort still.

5    My table thou hast furnished
          in presence of my foes;
     My head thou dost with oil anoint,
          and my cup overflows.

6    Goodness and mercy all my life
          shall surely follow me:
     And in God’s house for evermore
          my dwelling-place shall be.
(all the Psalms can be found in metre HERE… kinda cool!)

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