The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases.
This morning the preacher talked of this steadfast love as we worshiped with our son and his family at their church. We do this occasionally, finding it to be a sweet time.
“Steadfast” love speaks of a
A recent photo of Niagara Falls appeared on the screen as he declared “This is the love that cascades over us – unceasing, loyal, resolute, steadily-directed.”
– my parents telling of their honeymoon visit to Niagara Falls in 1947 and the story of the the “Maid-of-the-Mist” boat ride under the cascading water.
– our family visiting Niagara Falls 42 years later in 1989 watching water cascade over the falls
– one of our grown-up sons taking his family 22 years later, the water still cascading over the falls, as they too, rode on the still-running “Maid-of-the-Mist,” just like his grandparents.
And as far as I have heard, the water has not stopped – day and night it cascades over the falls to the rocks below. Tonight, the thought of this kind of love is like the comfort of a puffy down coat on a bone-chilling Chicago day in January.
Tonight I pulled the album of our trip off the shelf and in green ink added the story of the steadfast love cascading over us.
Sometimes I lose the sense of his presence and these kinds of things help me remember. I want to remember. I want my sons to remember.
I can’t get away from the idea today.
Perhaps this will help me remember.
I always do better with a picture.
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