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Once a month I play the piano in the Alzheimer’s unit of a local nursing home. This past Monday the lady that sat on my right sang almost every song I played. If she didn’t know the words she would hum along. I always enjoy hearing them sing or hum along.
While I was playing the following song she replaced the word “trophies” with “sorrows.”
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
It was just an honest mistake. It made me think how glad I will be to not have any sorrows in Heaven.
Then I thought about the fact that I can give my sorrows to the Lord now.
The trickiest part for me is not taking them back after I have given them to Him.
See complete lyrics by George Bennard at Cyberhymnal.
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on Apr 15th, 2008 at 7:24 pm
That is a lovely reminder that we can always give what troubles us to God.
on Apr 15th, 2008 at 8:26 pm
Wow what an amazing thought… He will take care of my sorrows and troubles for now and some day there will be NONE to worry about.
I have to wonder though if it was a mistake?? Maybe that is just what she was thinking!? It might have been a mess up but sometimes I have heard people sing different words because they were a comfort to them. My great Gram Bundy used to do this especially when she started not doing very well. Anyway just my thoughts for the evening!