“How can I keep from singing?”

After a week of dark, cloudy, rainy days it seemed forever since we’d seen the sun.  And then – a miracle! – the sun broke through the clouds yesterday while I was at work. I really, really hoped there’d still be time to catch the last of its rays after I left the office.  Driving home  –  before I was sure if I was going to be able to make it to Bellingham Bay or not – and before I was sure I was going to get there before all the daylight was gone – I was feeling a sense of hurry – traveling behind another car and depending on him to keep the pace. I’d put George and Charles‘s CD Into the Day into my car’s CD player – and as I turned onto the homestretch  “How can I keep from singing?” began playing   – and with the peace and joy of that song my thoughts started opening up to flashes of the good going on around me – trumpeter swans in flight – the underside of their wings catching the last of the sunlight – reflections of hills and trees in the water – and then – there was that moment when the beauty and joy around me completely filled my thoughts and was within me – when the hurry and panic had no room in my consciousness – and I was filled with such joy – just for being alive – for being able to witness swans and eagles and reflections of light – for music and kindness – for the joy of joy…

I made it to Bellingham Bay just as the sun was beginning to set… perfect timing… of course. 🙂

My life flows on in endless song;

Above earth’s lamentation,

I hear the sweet, tho’ far-off hymn

That hails a new creation;

Thro’ all the tumult and the strife

I hear the music ringing;

It finds an echo in my soul—

How can I keep from singing?
-Robert Lowry

3 thoughts on ““How can I keep from singing?”

  1. Reblogged this on Adventures of the Madcap Christian Scientist and commented:

    …my thoughts started opening up to flashes of the good going on around me – trumpeter swans in flight – the underside of their wings catching the last of the sunlight – reflections of hills and trees in the water – and then – there was that moment when the beauty and joy around me completely filled my thoughts and was within me – when the hurry and panic had no room in my consciousness – and I was filled with such joy – just for being alive – for being able to witness swans and eagles and reflections of light – for music and kindness – for the joy of joy…

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