Song of the Year

I twitter, but only on the inside. 

My twittering isn't about me telegraphing to my followers the details of what I'm doing now.  It's me fluttering and fussing on the inside, my heart and soul rushing and rolling on about life--and missing something about being alive, mainly because of worry.

On the night of a great loss in late 2008, my friends Sherry and Jenny sat on the floor of my apartment with me, the Trinity Hymnal in my lap, each woman holding one of my hands, and we sang "Be Still My Soul." We decided to sing because rejoicing was a brace against trial, and the old hymn was suggested. 

Over the past year, the first line of the hymn has become a counterweight to my interior twittering: Be still, my soul, the Lord is on your side.