DON'T WORRY.....BE HAPPY!

Don't worry!  

Tell that to my mother when it started thundering and lightning.  If a bad storm came during the night, mom woke us all and told us to put on our clothes.  She wanted to make sure we had on clean underwear and and clean socks.  She was terrified of storms.  She couldn't sleep and neither could the rest of us. When mom became anxious she always hummed "In the Sweet Bye and Bye". 

There’s a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar;
For the Father waits over the way
To prepare us a dwelling place there.

Refrain:
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.

We shall sing on that beautiful shore
The melodious songs of the blessed;
And our spirits shall sorrow no more,
Not a sigh for the blessing of rest.

To our bountiful Father above,
We will offer our tribute of praise
For the glorious gift of His love
And the blessings that hallow our days.
Tell that to my father when it came to crop time for dad usually borrowed money to raise the crops so we could sell them, pay back the bank, and make enough for our family to live through the winter. Dad took great pride in his farming abilities.  He was successful when other farmers were not.  When he was worried, he always sang even if no one else was around.  He hummed or sang a list of songs.  My favorite was "Farther Along."

Tempted and tried, we’re oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long;
While there are others living about us,
Never molested, though in the wrong. 

Refrain:
Farther along we’ll know more about it,
Farther along we’ll understand why;
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
We’ll understand it all by and by. 

Sometimes I wonder why I must suffer,
Go in the rain, the cold, and the snow,
When there are many living in comfort,
Giving no heed to all I can do. 

Tempted and tried, how often we question
Why we must suffer year after year,
Being accused by those of our loved ones,
E’en though we’ve walked in God’s holy fear. 

Often when death has taken our loved ones,
Leaving our home so lone and so drear,
Then do we wonder why others prosper,
Living so wicked year after year. 

“Faithful till death,” saith our loving Master;
Short is our time to labor and wait;
Then will our toiling seem to be nothing,
When we shall pass the heavenly gate. 

Soon we will see our dear, loving Savior,
Hear the last trumpet sound through the sky;
Then we will meet those gone on before us,
Then we shall know and understand why.

My parent's faith was real.  They knew God to be real.  They placed their trust in Jesus Christ.  They passed on to us the greatest gift any parent could.  Trust in Christ is not a myth.  Jesus was not a myth.  Hear the words of Jesus that give me great comfort.


John 14:1-6

New Living Translation (NLT)


“Don’t let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God, and trust also in me. There is more than enough room in my Father’s home. If this were not so, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you? When everything is ready, I will come and get you, so that you will always be with me where I am.  And you know the way to where I am going.”

 “No, we don’t know, Lord,” Thomas said. “We have no idea where you are going, so how can we know the way?”

 Jesus told him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one can come to the Father except through me."

Our lives are farther along than yesterday.  We don't understand everything now but someday, we will until then let's choose not to worry. Let's choose to be happy.  This is the song I love to hum, but the Lord's knows I should never sing it...( I don't want to hurt anyone's ears with my off key)

How Great Thou Art lyrics

Verse 1:
O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Chorus:
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!

Verse 2:
When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Chorus

Verse 3:
And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Chorus

Verse 4:
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"