I Bowed On My Knees

I had an emotionally moment in church this morning that I was not really ready for. We have a choir for the “seasoned” citizens of the church called the Sunshine Singers, and every once in a while they will sing instead of the regular choir. As I was looking through the bulletin before church started, I saw that they were going to be singing “I Bowed On My Knees”. Just as I read this, they started practicing just a little bit of the song to make sure the mics were working. Tears came to my eyes, and I had a hard time holding myself together. When they actually sang the song during the service, tears streamed down my cheeks and I was sure everyone around me was wondering what was going on. This song was sung by my aunt at my grandpa’s funeral in September. It was hard remembering the emotions of that day, even though we were celebrating his life, there were lots of tears and it was difficult. The words of the song also struck me this morning in a particular way as I longed to see Jesus and leave all of the struggles of this world, like studying for a crazy mid-term in Hermeneutics (just kidding!). 🙂 The words of the song are really great, so here they are. I am learning that in the grieving process, different things will hit you at different times. Sometimes I know a certain memory or situation will be tough, and others things just are hard that I’m not expecting. But, I am thankful for God’s strength for every situation, and I’m so thankful that my grandpa is in heaven praising Jesus.

I dreamed of a city called Glory,
So bright and so fair.
When I entered that gate I cried, “Holy”
The angels all met me there:
They carried me from mansion to mansion,
And oh what sights I saw.
But I said, “I want to see Jesus,
He’s the One who died for all.”

Chorus
Then I bowed on my knees and cried,”Holy, Holy, Holy.”
Then I clapped my hands and sang, “Glory, Glory to the Son of God.”
Then I bowed on my knees and cried,”Holy, Holy, Holy.”
Then I clapped my hands and sang, “Glory, Glory to the Son of God.”

I thought as I entered that city,
My friends all knew me well.
They showed me the streets of Heaven;
Such scenes too numerous to tell;
I saw Abraham, Isaac and Jacob,
Mark, Luke and Timothy.
But I said, “I want to see Jesus,
He’s the One who died for me.”
http://www.my.homewithgod.com/heavenlymidis2/bowed.html ( you can listen to the music)