Closed doors: saare darwaze bandh
Through the last two weeks I have been groping behind a closed door. Dismayed and disappointed. Deep within is an assurance that "all things work together for good" and my life is in God's hands. However, the reality of each moment comes back with discomfort and pain.
It is all of a sudden, last Sunday, I hear a song. It gets stuck in my mind.
Through the week the song keeps repeating, reverberating ...as an old stuck record.
This morning, I am compelled to go to the internet, hoping perhaps google will give me more clues about the song. Thankfully it is there, in you tube, with the composer who narrates the story behind the song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yU9zuoXbCLA
It is all of a sudden, last Sunday, I hear a song. It gets stuck in my mind.
Through the week the song keeps repeating, reverberating ...as an old stuck record.
This morning, I am compelled to go to the internet, hoping perhaps google will give me more clues about the song. Thankfully it is there, in you tube, with the composer who narrates the story behind the song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yU9zuoXbCLA
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