Inconvenient Love

I am someone who is looking for love...ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

- Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City

Peace Like a River

When peace like a river attendeth my way... that is one of those great songs that comes back to you just at the right moment and it floated back to me today. There are so many crazy things going on in the world: a murder/suicide, freeway shootings, out-of-control road rage, and just general craziness. And when I get stressed about them all and how it seems that we are not making any dent at all in the hate strata, I just have to curl up on my mental couch and sing. Hiding our heads in the sand doesn't help at all, but singing is a force of love, and hate cannot comprehend it. I don't know what's in the air, but we have to keep singing of love, talking of love, and being love in the midst of all this.

When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll,
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say:
"It is well, It is well with my soul."

Though Satan should buffet,
though trials should come,
let this blest assurance control,
that Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
and hath shed his own blood for my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

And, Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
the clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
the trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
even so, it is well with my soul.