Remember back at the start of Spring, when we were all taking long walks with our families in order to get some fresh air after being cooped up all day together during lock-down? God’s beauty was evident in the budding trees, the opening flower petals, and the friendly faces waving to us from across the street. Then, we got tired of the pandemic, tired of trying to stay positive, trying to not worry, trying to flatten the curve and trying not to be upset at those who weren’t. Then came the ripping off the scars of the long-held systemic racism, and pent-up frustration on so many levels ensued. There have been some bright moments, but let’s face it: We as humans can be pretty ugly. The only way we can get to a better place is to remember that this place is ultimately the Father’s world. Let’s hand the reins back to Him and be reminded of the words of Maltbie D. Babcock: “This is my Father’s world; oh, let me not forget that, though the wrong seems oft so strong God is the Ruler yet. This is my Father’s world; why should my heart be sad? The Lord is King, let the heavens ring! God reigns; let the earth be glad.”
Organist Tandy Reussner
First United Methodist Church, Lawrence, KS
Reuter organ, 4 manuals, 123 ranks, (making it the largest pipe organ in the state of Kansas).