As the sun below the horizon begins to light up the pre-dawn sky, I'm sitting here reflecting on yesterday. It was not a good day. I guess I could say it was an out-of-control day.
Nothing in this life is really in our control except our own personal behaviors.
Flora Grace Barone was a professional musician, the only child of professional musicians. As a tiny child, Flora was part of her parent's trio. She was raised in clubs playing amongst the rich and famous. Oh, the stories she tells me....
As an adult, God called Flora to Africa. She played and sang in clubs throughout the continent for a few years before her dramatic born-again experience. In the early years of her faith, she still supported herself by playing in clubs. The Frank Sinatra hit, "My Way", has always been one of the Trio's and her personal favorites. Everywhere Flora played, this was the most-requested song. One day, sitting at a piano in an African club playing and singing that familiar song, God spoke to her heart and told her to never play "My Way" again. This was the beginning of a surrendered life.
In obedience she never did. From that moment on, it was God's Will alone in her life.
Much later in the day, she humbly begged my forgiveness. Tears streamed down the lined face of this elderly Woman of God. Her voice was barely audible as she said to me, "God has brought me full circle back to my beginning. I must never play "My Way" again." Since I knew of how major the surrendering of her will in regard to that song was, I knew exactly what she meant. And the Hospice nurse witnessing it all lowered her head as if in honor of such a Holy moment even if she didn't fully understand what Flora meant.
And it was a Holy moment. The tears were not just for the trauma caused to me. The tears were that she sinned against God by stubbornly doing things her way. Once again, in that moment she surrendered her will. Not Flora's will be done, but Hospices'.
Flora Grace Barone is truly a woman adorned with Grace.
Because of Him and Unto Him,