God is in the simple pleasures of life. Today, I was rubbing Doris down with lotion (Vir’s mom for whom I do home care), and we were listening to the latest Jars CD, which has Jars re-doing a bunch of old hymns. And as she was partially falling asleep, she was singing/mumbling the words to “I’ll Fly Away” as it played in the other room, and for some reason, it was just so sweet. It was one of those moments where you realize life is more than just work, eating, sleeping, etc. There’s something more...and it’s really hard to explain. But it’s beautiful, and it’s God, and I love it.


“Some glad morning when this life is o'er,
I'll fly away.
To a home on God's celestial shore,
I'll fly away.

I'll fly away, O Glory,
I'll fly away.
When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I'll fly away.

When the shadows of this life have flown,
I'll fly away.
Like a bird thrown, driven by the storm,
I'll fly away.

I'll fly away, O Glory,
I'll fly away.
When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I'll fly away.

Just a few more weary days and then,
I'll fly away.
To a land where joy shall never end,
I'll fly away.

I'll fly away, O Glory,
I'll fly away.
When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I'll fly away. “