When you walk through a storm hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho’ your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you’ll Never Walk Alone,
This song comes from Rodgers and Hammerstein ‘Carousel’. It’s sung twice..
The first time the pregnant Julie Jordon is nursing her criminal husband, Billy Bigelow who dies in her arms. Fifteen years later an invisible Billy returns to earth to see the wife he loved but let down and Louise, the daughter he’d never seen.
On both occasions it’s a song of comfort, encouragement and redemption…
It was first sung in April, 1945… World War II. Since then it’s been recorded by many singers; it‘s sung by enthusiastic and emotional supporters of Liverpool FC; more recently it became the anthem of support for medical staff during the COVID pandemic.
Always it expresses unity, mutual support, and determined hope.
Musing…
When you walk… Not if you walk. We all face storms and darkness… like Julie’s bereavement, Billy’s sense of failure…
At the end… The storms and darkness are real but we can face them with strength and courage. Black clouds will give way to bright blue skies .
Walk on… Julie had to continue living as a single parent… When life’s difficult we don’t give up, complain or make excuses… we walk on through difficulties, despair and unfulfilled dreams.
You’ll never walk alone… The dark, difficult road often feels lonely. I walk on with others who share my road. I value their friendship; I seek to be a valuable friend. I don’t walk alone.
I walk with my God whatever the weather. He’s the person I walk with, the purpose I walk for and the power I walk by. I’ll never walk alone.
You write and walk as from a great strength–no excuses, no complaints and no giving up…quite admirable. Some of us keep walking, but we complain, make excuses–and yearn to give up. I suppose I hope God has grace and mercy for both. Blessings to you, Sir.
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Thanks for that. I’m aware that sometimes this ideal is aspirational and not always my experience – and I have to rely on God’s grace and mercy. I seek to remain honest with myself and my God… and walk on, knowing I’m not walking alone
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