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  • July 11, 2014 - Reflections

    By Jean S. Horner
    The other day while walking down a corridor in a public building, I saw what appeared to be someone walking toward me. On coming closer, I found it was my own reflection in a huge mirror. For a moment it frightened me. Somehow a full-length reflection of one’s self is a startling thing. ...




A Day at a Time: Peace

By Scott Harrup
Mar. 16, 2014

During a Virginia summer evening, perhaps in 1968, I was tussling with some neighbors’ kids when our clambering disturbed a nest of yellow jackets buried somewhere in that patch of lawn. The angry colony poured out of the ground, stinging our increasingly frantic group.

Nearly 46 years later, I retain a memory of black silhouettes against a twilight sky dive-bombing me from every direction. Mom treated a dozen or more stings.

I was too young to distinguish species of flying insects. Anything with wings became a “bee” for me. (I was also too young to say “yellow jacket.”) For the next few weeks I grew terrified if even a housefly buzzed too close.

At the time, Warren Cornell’s hymn “Wonderful Peace” was popular at our small Assemblies of God church in Franconia where my parents pastored. The chorus goes like this:

Peace, peace, wonderful peace
Coming down from the Father above!
Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray
In fathomless billows of love!

Comforting words, to be sure, except to my fear-tinged toddler mind the chorus rang out:

Bees, bees, wonderful bees
Coming down from the Father above!

Perhaps fellow parishioners took my spontaneous crying as youthful, repentant soul-searching. All I could see was that cloud of yellow jackets coming in for the kill.

Dad finally coaxed an explanation from me, and promptly composed a new chorus he would play cheerfully at double speed on his ukulele at home.

Coming down, down, down
Coming down, down, down
The honeybees are coming to the ground!
Coming dowwwwnnnn
Coming dowwwwnnnn
The honeybees are coming to the ground!

You can say almost anything with a big enough smile and convince a kid that life really is not so frightening as it once seemed.

Yet, that truth took hold in a strange sort of way. Sometimes a bees/peace connection echoes in my mind when I encounter a major stressor. I see the oncoming “bees” of life. Concurrently, I’m reminding myself God desires my trust and wants to give me His peace. When I pull back from the moment and breathe a prayer, He consistently gives His assurance.

Peace, peace, wonderful peace
Coming down from the Father above!

Scott Harrup
Managing Editor

 

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