Come, Come Ye Saints

I went to church today.

For the first time since March, I went inside a church building and it was very weird.

Weird that we were all wearing masks and sitting far apart.
Weird at how normal it was to be wearing a mask and see everyone else wearing one too.
Weird because it felt so good and normal to be there, even though the meeting was short and we were all in masks.

I’m glad I got to go. I know that there is still so much of the world and churches that have not opened their doors yet because of COVID and I completely understand why.

Griffin stayed home with Von and I washed my hands immediately after. As weird as it is to not know anyone in our new ward (congregation) I didn’t stick around to talk to people. I want to be a good citizen and still practice as much social distancing as possible. I am grateful that wherever we live, there will always be a church to attend.

We just won’t meet all of the members this time around right away.

But, we started our meeting listening to/reading the words/a few people singing Come, Come Ye Saints which is a song that has given me so much comfort over the years. As I’ve been learning about the early saints in my Institute class this semester, these words hit home even more.

Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear;
But with joy wend your way.
Though hard to you this journey may appear,
Grace shall be as your day.
‘Tis better far for us to strive
Our useless cares from us to drive;
Do this, and joy your hearts will swell–
All is well! All is well!

Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard?
‘Tis not so; all is right.
Why should we think to earn a great reward
If we now shun the fight?
Gird up your loins; fresh courage take.
Our God will never us forsake;
And soon we’ll have this tale to tell–
All is well! All is well!

And should we die before our journey’s through,
Happy day! All is well!
We then are free from toil and sorrow, too;
With the just we shall dwell!
But if our lives are spared again
To see the Saints their rest obtain,
Oh, how we’ll make this chorus swell–
All is well! All is well!

As I reflected on the words today I felt so much comfort. God is still good, even when so much of what is happening in the world and in our lives doesn’t make sense. He is good and He is faithful. There is still hope that someday all will be well, even if that day is not today.

Photo from Hank R. Smith (@hankrsmith on IG)


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