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Five years ago this morning, at 3:45 am, Joyce made the transition. The pain was finished, and she began to experience life as never before. She entered into what I can only imagine until I experience the same. At this point, I imagine the questions I would like to ask her then. When we are again together, perhaps those questions will no longer be of interest; only time will tell!

But now, at this point, I do have, among others, one question. The question is born out of something we shared. While terrestrially together and to the extent we could, we tried to be a blessing to each other. My impression is that she blessed me more than the other way around. Nonetheless, deep within our spirits, we wanted to be open channels of God’s blessing to each other.

And with that said, I come to my question, how long do blessings last? Sometimes at a gathering, I am asked before we begin to share a meal, “Vernon, could you give / say the blessing?” I am honored to be asked. Or perhaps, as happened this past Easter morning as we were concluding the worship service, I was asked to have the concluding blessing at our worship service. Again, I felt it was a privilege to be so asked. To conclude a wedding ceremony, to commence a trip of hundreds of miles that a friend or family member is about to take, to bless delegates who are about to separate for their return to ministerial or family duties, to commit a new venture to God’s oversight. These are just sample circumstances; you could add more, I am sure.

That brings me back to my question: how long do these blessings continue after the concluding “Amen.” I confess to having more ignorance than answers to that question. Of course, maybe there is no answer available to us. Nonetheless, there is solace is the sentiment expressed in the following piece of music “The Blessing”, as sung by the Celtic Woman. The lyrics involve two people whose spiritual and emotional nearness is endearing. They bless each other in times of weariness, in the morning, at night, during a myriad of activities, in disappointment that brings disenchantment and discouragement. They live in the giving and receiving of blessings.

I am beginning to think that the blessings are as alive as is the love that gave them birth. That being my thinking, it is good, very good, to know that Joyce is still very alive and very well, and I trust still loving me as much as before, and perhaps even more. Having her blessing is beyond price.

Here is “The Blessing” as available at YouTube (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8hlsUyFDCP4) and at Grooveshark (http://grooveshark.com/s/The+Blessing/4Btrtn?src=5. And, along with the lyrics which follow, goes my hope that the beauty of the song will stir your soul as they have mind.

In the morning when you rise
I bless the sun, I bless the skies
I bless your lips, I bless your eyes
My blessing goes with you

In the night time when you sleep
Oh, I bless you while a watch I keep
As you lie in slumber deep
My blessing goes with you

This is my prayer for you
There for you, ever true
Each, every day for you
In everything you do

And when you come to me
And hold me close to you
I bless you
And you bless me too

When your weary heart is tired
If the world would leave you uninspired
When nothing more of love’s desire
My blessing goes with you

When the storms of life are strong
When you’re wounded, when you don’t belong
When you no longer hear my song
My blessing goes with you

This is my prayer for you
There for you, ever true
Each, every day for you
In everything you do

And when you come to me
And hold me close to you
I bless you
And you bless me too
I bless you
And you bless me too

 

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