This is where we paused this morning during a bird/dog walk in the Dallas City Park, a park bench looking over a pond located in the the Delbert Hunter Arboretum. In these days of the corona virus with all the extreme anxiety and stress, Jeanette and I continue to find a need to escape for some solitude. Fortunately for us, the Dallas City Park is only a few blocks away. As we sat on the bench this morning the title of an old spiritual I sang in choir during college around 60 years ago came to my mind, "There is a Balm in Gilead". I now have no idea where Gilead was or is, but I suspect it could have been a figurative place. Here are the words of the refrain:
There is a balm in Gilead
to make the wounded whole,
there is a balm in Gilead
to heal the sin-sick soul.
Regardless of the literal meaning of the words, it is the feeling in thinking of the title that was important to me. This is a place for us to feel some healing and wholeness.
Very nice sentiment
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