I love church, and I hate missing it. But my lovely wife was sick this week, so I stayed home with her until the baseball game started.

Yes, I left for the Twins game, but she was sleeping. It didn't matter. She healed up just fine.

Anyway, I stumbled across a hymn that I saved from a church program two weeks ago. I tend to pocket these things when they touch my heart or make me think hard.

It's "Let All Things Now Living." Here are the lyrics:

Let all things now living a song of thanksgiving to God the creator triumphantly raise, 

who fashioned and made us, protected and stayed us, who still guides us on to the end of our days.

God's banners are o'er us, his light goes before us, a pillar of fire shining forth in the night, 

till shadows have vanished and darkness is banished, as forward we travel from light into light.

His law he enforces, the star in their courses and sun in its orbit obediently shine;

the hills and the mountains, the rivers and fountains, the deeps of the ocean proclaim him divine.

We too should be voicing our love and rejoicing; with glad adoration a song let us raise 

till all things now living unite in thanksgiving: "To God in the highest, hosanna and praise!"

The reminder of what I should be doing touched me. I should be rejoicing with a song of praise to the Lord, even though not everyone is doing that -- yet.