His Name is Wonderful

Dad gave me a cd. It’s an instrumental. Southern Gospel. The gentle guitar is symbolic to my childhood. Music came on vinyl records or tapes back then, and I grew up to the sweet sounds. The songs will have meaning to my boys, too. Dad’s cd plays softly in our school room. It’s a strong and steady backdrop for the learning that happens there.

My favorite song is His Name is Wonderful, written by Audrey Mieir (1955). Though the music is generally contained to our school room, the chorus stays with me all day long. It twines through my days, often finding its way into the smallest, most simple circumstances:

When the boys love one another well, His name is Wonderful

When the boys forget to love one another well, His name is Wonderful

When my boys succeed, His name is Wonderful

When my boys feel that they haven’t found success, His name is Wonderful

When there are skinned knees or bruised hearts, His name is Wonderful

When there is healing, His name is Wonderful

When my boys laugh, His name is Wonderful

When my boys cry, His name is Wonderful

When there is happiness, His name is Wonderful

When there is not, His name is Wonderful

When we look forward, His name is Wonderful

When we glance back, His name is Wonderful.

He is the Mighty King

Master of Everything

His Name is Wonderful

Jesus My Lord.