He pulled out his smart phone and found the album on our cloud library and pushed the button to play. Out came the soothing voice and lyrics to "Leaning on the Everlasting Arms". We three started singing. Then "How Great Thou Art" and "Softly and Tenderly" and "The Old Rugged Cross". We kept on singing more hymns and the room seemed illuminated with soft light and HIM. The beauty of His presence, unseen, yet there.
I had not noticed before how so many of the great hymns of the Christian faith are filled with references to heaven, our promises to go there, the joy of being there, and how wonderful it will be when we are there. These reminders came in welcome waves tonight while we sang.
Beyond the singing, there under our voices and melody, there my dad lay in the shadow of death, but he is not quite through that lonesome valley. And tonight, his Savior and mine, gave us assurance that He is with us in even this dark place.