Love Lifted Me

Walking up the country lane with the horses grazing in the nearby pasture we could see the people gathering for the 10 o'clock service at the Little Brown Church. Singing the old hymns lifts the spirit, but Henry and I did feel a little blue to think his mother had been with us last time we were up on Signal Mountain. Now she has graduated to heaven and we were missing her a lot.
Who sat down next to us was a cousin who kindly introduced herself, we see each other every summer but it's hard to keep all the cousins straight. She told us that when she was a young widow with 3 small children that Henry's mother, Jane, had encouraged and helped her through the first months alone since she had faced the same trial many years before. (Henry was only 7 years old when his father, Pat died.)
The collection was taken up and the dogs were acknowledged as they roamed up the center aisle of the old wooden church. As we sang the next hymn,"Love Lifted Me", I could sense the comfort of our Heavenly Father.
It was not an accident, but a providential appointment that we sat on the same row with this very special cousin who loved Aunt Jane like we did. Thank you, Lord for reminded us of the many that loved and missed Granny B.
"All my heart to Him I give,
Ever to Him I'll cling,
In His blessed presence live,
Ever His praises sing.
Love so mighty and so true
Merits my soul's best songs;
Faithful, loving service too,
To Him belongs.

Love lifted me! even me!
Love lifted me! even me!
When nothing else could help,
Love lifted me.