Sitting here looking out of the window at the cloudy sky, a couple of songs come to mind.
I Can See Clearly Now:
“I can see clearly now the rain has gone.
I can see all obstacles in my way.
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind.
It’s gonna be a bright sunshiny day.
Oh yes, I can make it now the pain has gone.
All the bad things have disappeared.
Here is the rainbow I’ve been praying for.
It’s gonna be a bright sunshiny day.”
And Bridge Over Troubled Water.
It’s strange how songs can lift us, especially ones that hold memories. I remember when I lived in Norway in the seventies, running a home for troubled boys aged 12 to 18. We had happy days laughing and crying together, learning about life, building a brighter future. It was a Methodist home and the boys came with me when I took services – my Methodist days. I have been interested in many denominations over the years, eventually I returned to my Anglican roots.
Anyway, one Sunday evening we were in a church and sang Bridge Over Troubled Water together. It was disastrous but great fun. The boys called me Demis because I looked like Demis Roussos (though I can’t sing like him!). I often wonder how they are getting on in life. They will be in their late fifties now. I know one became a Pentecostal preacher, but another died in a car crash in his late teens, leaving a baby daughter.
A friend said the other day “I can’t see the end game.” It is not ours to see. The best we can hope for is to see our path more clearly. Oh good, the sun’s coming out …!
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‘Bye for now and God bless
Rev Andrew