The Sheep of His Pasture

The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”
Deuteronomy 31:8

A couple days before my mom’s transfer to UCSF my dad and I were praying over her with Dave and Laura Gschwend and anointing her with oil.  Laura had prayed for my mom to have peace without even knowing that Irene is from the Greek Ειρηνη (Eirene) which meant “peace”.

When I was little and had to get inoculations or had a bad dream my dad would comfort me by singing:

In the name of Jesus
In the name of Jesus
In the name of Jesus
There is Peace, Sweet Peace.

I love you Lord
And I lift my voice
To worship You
O my soul
Rejoice
Take joy My King
In what you hear
May it be a sweet
Sweet sound
In your ear

This journey has required that comfort.  The first night my mom was transferred to UCSF I called my dad and asked him to sing it to her.

Recently, as I pondered all that my mom has endured and continues to battle daily, rather than get caught up in grief or worry, God called me to make a joyful noise.  While it felt silly at first shouting out HALLELUJAH in my bedroom, it sure gave me a sense of His presence and peace followed.

Psalm 100:1-5
1Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands.
2Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing.
3Know ye that the LORD he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
4Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.
5For the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations.

Tonight, I continue to SHOUT TO THE LORD on my mom’s behalf.

Shout to The Lord
Words and Music by Darlene Zsche

My Jesus, my Savior, Lord, there is none like You;
All of my days I want to praise the wonders of Your mighty love.
My comfort, my shelter, tower of refuge and strength;
Let ev’ry breath, all that I am, never cease to worship You.

Shout to the Lord, all the earth, let us sing
Power and Majesty, praise to the King;
Mountains bow down and the seas will roar
At the sound of Your name.
I sing for joy at the work of your hands,
Forever I’ll love You, forever I’ll stand
Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.

Shout to the Lord, all the earth, let us sing
Power and Majesty, praise to the King;
Mountains bow down and the seas will roar
At the sound of Your name.
I sing for joy at the work of your hands,
Forever I’ll love You, forever I’ll stand
Nothing compares to the promise I have in You.

HALLELUJAH for the Healing of Irene!
I love you Mom!

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