I was writing to my twig, Elder Branch, when the song Brightly Beams Our Father's Mercy played on Grooveshark. It's a men's chorus version and I LOVE it. The last verse says:
"Trim your feeble lamp, my brother;
Some poor sailor, tempest-tossed,
Trying now to make the harbor,
In the darkness may be lost."
Found this cover of the song online and it even includes the background story - too cool!
It
made me all warm inside thinking of my Zac in North Carolina trimming
his lamp, trying to help those who are tempest-tossed find their way to
the peace of the Lighthouse Master, The Savior. How I love my boy!
Made me think of all those around us who trim their lamps, trying to do His work. We're grateful for you! xoxo
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