God is in Control

It's Sunday, a day to worship.  I went to church at 10:00, earlier than the usual 12:00 mass I go to.  Somehow I needed to attend the 10:00 mass.  Since Thursday, there has been some sort of emptiness in me maybe because of what I found out. 

Before the mass started, I prayed for the continued blessings God has given me and our family.  I also prayed for strength and guidance in the days to come.  Strength to give me more positive outlook in life.  I also prayed that I will leave everything up to God for He knows what is best for me and for all of us. I left it at that.

The mass started and the opening song was on page 598 of the red book called "How Can I Keep from Singing?".  There I was singing the song with everyone else.  When I read the part of the song that stated "No storm can shake my inmost calm, While to that refuge clinging; Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth, How can I keep from singing?" I almost burst into tears.  I had to control myself from crying while singing. 

Those words really hit me hard.  Was I just too emotional?  Maybe.  But at that point in time, I truly believed it was a message from God to me.  Maybe it is His way of telling me to leave everything to Him.  That I should continue to have faith in Him and also to remain strong.  I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason.  I believe what happened this morning at the church was divine intervention.

I searched for the song on Google and I would like to share the song with you:

My life flows on in endless song:

Above earth's lamentation,

I catch the sweet, tho' far-off hymn

That hails a new creation.

Through all the tumult and the strife

I hear the music ringing;

It finds an echo in my soul--

How can I keep from singing?

What tho' my joys and comfort die?

The Lord my Saviour liveth;

What tho' the darkness gather round?

Songs in the night he giveth.

No storm can shake my inmost calm,

While to that refuge clinging;

Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,

How can I keep from singing?

I lift my eyes; the cloud grows thin;

I see the blue above it;

And day by day this pathway smooths,

Since first I learned to love it.

The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,

A fountain ever springing;

All things are mine since I am his--

How can I keep from singing?