I’ve discovered Laura Gibson.  I don’t know where I’ve been, but I’m here now.  Such soft, lyrical, whispery-soft singing.  I’m smitten.

So, here’s “Glory.”  Lyrics follow, if you can’t make out all the words.

I remember my mother’s hands
Laced in prayer
Frail as birds
Face she carried
Like a terrible, terrible ache
I have never seen
Such glory since.

I remember my father’s voice
Dressed in anger
Swollen with grace
My surrender and his forgiveness
I have never seen
Such glory since.

I remember my sister’s belly
White and swollen
Carefully swaying
Eyes were glowing
From carrying such grace
I have never seen
Such glory since.

Haunting, isn’t it?

May your day be encouraging and uplifting, and if not, remind yourself that you are incredibly valuable for what you bring to the world.  Remember that.  You are a gift.

[Post image: Laura Gibson]