This morning I tried hymn #2: God Is Love, His Mercy Brightens. I'm not familiar with the tune, but I can sight-read music (at least some of the time), and the words are powerful.
E'en the hour that darkest seemeth, Will His changeless goodness prove; From the gloom His brightness streameth; God is wisdom, God is love.
Somehow the darkness of this hour will prove God's changeless goodness. I've already seen it, in the abundant generosity of time, money, and prayers, poured out to us through God's people. Through the many blessings, from meeting another Jolene to selling another book to, wonder of wonders, becoming a grandmother, that God has showed on me over the past month. The darkness doesn't prove God's goodness, perhaps; but it can't hide it either. If anything, the darkness seems to provoke God's goodness. In the dark, even one candle shines brightly. And God's light brightens all of heaven, where there is no sun or moon. He IS light. The darker the hour--and this has been VERY dark--the more clearly I see God's light.
And the April sunshine that has come out to play this week helps my mood as well.
Brighten my day. Share a time when God brightened a dark time for you.
Footnote: I told a story about Jolene today (about a humorous encounter with a donkey) that focused on her life and not on her death. Progress.