prayer services. Holy Week is a difficult one for me, even after four years it is hard to not have my organ music in hand for church. So, I shall pray. I will do this by reading all the posts from this past week, and hold each of you in prayer. I shall play on the piano all the appropriate hymns of the week. My heart will sing and cry. I am reminded once again by God to stop my whining. Every time I feel sorry for myself I feel God's foot in the seat of my pants saying move along, and pray for others. Yes, I face some nasty tests this week, but I should be able to walk in and eventually walk out. Surgery won't be set for awhile. I am to lie down one hour each afternoon. Yesterday I started to follow those directions when my daughter called. I was needed to be at her house when the little ones get off the bus. She was rushing an hour away as her husband was sent there with strange heart things? He was not kept, but sent home with a Halter monitor. God gave me the strength I needed to help. Thank you Lord. So again I am reminded to stop putting myself first. And the first shall be last. And that quote leads me to share a more pleasant memory with you from some years ago. My daughter was a senior in high school and played flute, and my son was a freshman playing trumpet. The beginning of the school year they were allowed to sit anywhere. Andy being the youngest, took the last of the 12 trumpet chairs. After the auditions and results were posted, my daugher called me thrilled!!!! Her brother had first chair and had beaten all the 12 upper classmen. And so the last became first. And, she barely mentioned she made first chair as she was so excited for her brother. My husband and I are both music teachers and this news thrilled us. That one year they were in band together, they would often whistle their parts . It was a year of pride for us. I need often to reflect on those years, when my health was better, my children were at home and under my wing and protection. A time when I could try and protect them from the problems that were to lie ahead. Lord, I thank you that my children are close, that her guest room becomes his on weekends and the love they have for each other . Such a special gift. My son's ex wife left the family devastated and torn. But God in His ultimate wisdom and timing, has put us back together. Praise. Praise God during this Holy Week, that we all take time to remember something good that God has given us. Don't get like me and think too much of the negative things we now face. With tears on my face and a song in my heart, God bless each and every one of you.