Be Still

Dustin's sister Stacie gave him a cd that he asks me to turn on every time his pain is really severe. I have found him several times, lying back silently in his bed listening to it over the last six months.  He asks me to skip the first song and go straight to the second.  His breathing slows as he settles his restless thoughts and restless mind.

A few weeks ago, my mom sat in sacrament meeting and listened to an instrumental duet of this same song.  She came home and asked me if I had ever read the words, without singing them.

For the last week, I have repeated phrases from this song in my mind every time fear, heartache, frustration, or despair start to creep their way in.

Be still, my soul: The Lord is on thy side;

With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain.

Leave to thy God to order and provide;

In ev'ry change he faithful will remain.

Be still, my soul: Thy best, thy heav'nly Friend

Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake

To guide the future as he has the past.

Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;

All now mysterious shall be bright at last.

Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know

His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.

Be still, my soul: The hour is hast'ning on

When we shall be forever with the Lord,

When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,

Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.

Be still, my soul: When change and tears are past,

All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

Things always get better.  They do.  No matter how hard they can be, they always get better.