Today, my church got together (and some others) and we sang for the woman who is dying of cancer. She’s off treatments, so she’s actually temporarily feeling better…but she’ll eventually have the cancer take over or her ruined bowels (from the treatments) will give out…or an infection will win. She has been given 2-8 weeks to live. We sang several very tradtional old hymns such as “It is Well,” “How Great Thou Art,” “My Jesus I Love Thee,” “Praise God from Whom All Blessings Flow” and many more. We recorded this for her as she cannot come to church anymore for worship. The time was a worship set, and it was to honor God. She doesn’t want us to sing to her, but to God so she can have that exerience of being with the body in worship. I so hope it blesses her in these days. My littlest decided she was going to fuss and fidget, so we went in the hallway for part of the time (no one would have wanted to hear a toddler crying MAAAAMAAAA in between several songs), but I was able to sneak back in for a bit longer. We then were able to leave her a message on tape, so she could be encouraged. If there was more to do, I would do it. We have provided meals for the husband and daughters each week, and helped the family move things from a storage shed. Still, we cannot take away their pain, cannot make mom live longer. In light of that, singing and recording it for her was a way to make the most of the time that is left. I really like how this church loves this little family and has served in their time of need. This is the body….