Amazing Grace

Spring is just around the corner.  It is really is just days away.  The luster of our world is springing forth with life, as the green green grass carpets our lawn and the tree branches pop open little flowering buds while sunny yellow daffodil heads dance in the breeze.  This is the moment...this is the time meant to enjoy.


Jenny Matlock reminded me of something in her post this morning, Little Magic Moments.  Years ago, when I worked beyond my four walls in the land of grown-ups and corporate stress, years before my darling children were only a mere sparkle in my eyes I, too, enjoyed some little magic moments of my own.

Everyday around noon, a gentleman who none of us could see from my office heard the most beautiful music.  The sound of bag pipes echoed softly and peacefully to our ears.  In those moments, everything seemed quiet.  I don't know if the office was actually silent or if it was just from concentrating so intently on the spellbinding bag pipes that I shut work out completely.

The charm of the melodies allowed peace to cascade over my mind.  The rest of my afternoon seemed a little happier and brighter much like the green green hills of Ireland.  The mesmerizing beauty of the bag pipes stayed with me even after I took an early retirement to raise my children.  This is something you simply do not forget entirely.

In 2006 when my brother passed away, my mother played her CD of bag pipes playing Amazing Grace.  Prior to that moment, I had always imagined heaven's angels strumming harps as a loved one crosses over.  As God's blessed assurance washed over me, I envisioned a solitaire angel standing on a luscious emerald hill playing Amazing Grace on a bag pipe for my brother.  Maybe one day, when I make that journey from this life into the next, I'll hear a bag pipe welcoming me home...I once was lost, but now am found.

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Love, Cathy