"Come Thou Fount"...

Ya, most post yesterday was kind of a bummer.  I have felt very overhelmed; no reason really.  Nothing has changed.  Still the same number of kids.  My new calling is actually not as busy. Anyway, I have just felt frustrated with the mess of a full house.  The pile of laundry that grows when my back is turned. Time to myself is hard to find.  The constant nagging that doesn't seem to work.  On and on. I know any mother can relate. 

Today was fast Sunday and I really wanted to feel peace about my efforts as a mother.  I wanted to feel refreshed and renewed.  I am grateful for my new calling as choir president.  My job is to support the ward choir director, encourage attendance, and attend myself. Something as our family
has grown, I have not done.  Usually I feel pretty much tapped out after church and am ready to go home and rest.  In my jammies.  Choir hasn't been something I have done these past several years.  But, I can honestly say that attending choir these past few months has been such a boon to me.  I have found myself refreshed after practice, and sing the songs we are working on without realizing I am doing it.

We are preparing for next Sunday, when we will be singing in Sacrament meeting.  Our director decided to change the song today.  The song she picked for us to sing was inspired, at least I took it that way.  When I was in the MTC my companion wanted to sing in the MTC choir, so I had to as well.  You kinda have to stay with your companion while on your mission.  I cannot tell you how wonderful that was for me.  Singing in a church choir for my first time, doubting myself as a missionary as I did, it strengthen me in ways I can't really put into words.

When we as a choir sang "Come Thou  Fount", well it was special.  The director talked to us about the words we were singing, so that we would sing them with feeling and truly bear testimony of the Savior.  I had never heard this song before since it was from the old hymn book.  So, I copied down the works in my MTC notebook so I would never forget them.  I never have.

Sitting down in choir today, seeing the new song choice, and having had a rough time lately, I felt the Lord's tender mercies just for me.  It was if He was saying that He loved me and knew I would love to sing that song one more time. Sometimes it is the little things that happen that let us know He is there and that He loves us.

Here are the beautiful words:

Come, thou Fount of every blessing,
tune my heart to sing thy grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
mount of thy redeeming love.

2. Here I raise mine Ebenezer;
hither by thy help I'm come;
and I hope, by thy good pleasure,
safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
wandering from the fold of God;
he, to rescue me from danger,
interposed his precious blood.

3. O to grace how great a debtor
daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here's my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy courts above.