A precious gift
The Wednesday before Thanksgiving, my family was busy packing for a visit to my inlaws. My daughter was finishing up last minute baking as I folded the last of the laundry. The phone rang. The dearest, most precious person called me. She hadn’t read about my latest bout of depression. She just felt compelled to call that day. She was spreading a blessing. I was serenaded with a sweet southern voice. The song she choose: Maker of the Home.
Little maker of the home,
What do you really do?
When it all is said and done,
what will be said of you?
You rise each day and like the sun
you give your life away,
and tired, you’ve run the course again,
You need to hear Him say
Oh, maker of the home
You labor not alone
And though your eyes may never see,
This home you live to make,
you make for Me
Your life a shadow seems,
compared to what the others do,
but who would catch the tears,
and point to Me,
if not for you?
And when they’ve grown,
imprinted on their hearts will always be,
how good, how right, to give their lives,
and build a home for Me.
Her phone call impacted me greatly. Although I had already started feeling less depressed, this call filled me with such deep joy. Music has such an impact, especially when it is heart-felt.
I was so greatly moved and now give a charge to all. If God compells you to do something, be obedient. Even if you never learn of the impact you have made, be sure that God has a plan.
John 15:12-17 This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you. (13) Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. (14) Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you. (15) Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you. (16) Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain: that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it you. (17) These things I command you, that ye love one another.
Thank you all for your comments. I truly felt surrounded with your prayers and care. Your words helped me to see light again.