There is a day
That all creation’s waiting for,
A day of freedom and liberation for the earth.
Last week Simone Biles, the world’s best female gymnast withdraw from the Olympics for the sake of her mental health. We remembered Naomi Osaka, world number 2 tennis player speaking of her bouts of depression.
Then Ben Stokes, England cricket vice-captain, announced his indefinite break from all cricket ‘to prioritise his mental wellbeing’.
Yesterday I read of Will Young, successful and talented singer, diagnosed with PTSD following a breakdown in 2012.
I mused on two conversations – yesterday with George who still suffers PTSD following abuse as a child; a couple of days ago with Ruth about her son’s PTSD following his time spent in Northern Ireland and Bosnia as a soldier…
Once only flesh,
Now clothed with immortality,
Death has now been
Swallowed up in victory
We sung this Nathan Fellingham song yesterday in a thanksgiving service for Christine. We remembered her life, her sense of humour, her courage and determination through constant pain and illness, her love and devotion to her family…
We remembered Christine. She wasn’t a famous athlete or singer… but she lived life to the full, had a significant impact on the lives of many and had a faith that assured her, and those of us remembering her, that her suffering is now ended and she is now in a much better place.
Though trouble’s hard,
It’s only momentary
And it’s achieving
Our future glory.
Musing on my life… tough stuff happens to everybody… I can know a full life whatever my personal circumstances… life is brief and passing…
And when my brief life is over I share Christine’s certain hope that there is something far better to come… and I start to get excited about meeting Him…
Then all hurt and pain will cease
And we’ll be with Him forever
And in His glory we will live
Oh yeah! Oh yeah!
2 thoughts on “There is a Day”
As yourself last week, Janet, family and I enjoying the Derbyshire countryside. Disappointed we could not make the service yesterday. We thought of Christine as we were travelling. A person who seemed to bear hurt and pain so graciously. The line in the song, So lift your eyes to the things as yet unseen, so powerful of what we have still to do on earth, and what we will see in heaven.
Thanks Keith. Both the song and Christine’s life puts everything else into perspective.