And it seems both universally used and universally loathed. But I refuse to dismiss this one out of hand. Sorry, folks. More after the lyrics, which I encourage you to read, not sing:. Come, sing a song with me, come, sing a song with me, come, sing a song with me, that I might know your mind. Come, dream a dream with me, come, dream a dream with me, come, dream a dream with me, that I might know your mind. Come, walk in rain with me, come, walk in rain with me, come, walk in rain with me, that I might know your mind. Come, share a rose with me, come, share a rose with me, come, share a rose with me, that I might know your mind. On December 17, , my father died.
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I have to admit that has never been one of my favorite hymns. The melody is simple, almost sing-song, far perkier than I usually feel at this time of the year. And I flinch at the image of a perfect rose — grown somewhere far away under who knows what kind of labor and environmental conditions and imported for out-of-season retail sale — as a midwinter expression of love and beauty. If there must be flowers, I prefer them local and home grown, thanks. Here in central Maine we have had five or six accumulating snowstorms — at least three of them over eight inches — in the last three weeks. And we have more coming this weekend, another coastal storm that is forecast to dump a foot or more here and twice that downeast. Not sure what Boston is getting this time around, but they bore the brunt of the last storm that only gave us a glancing blow, so I will forgive them if they get off easy this time. I shoveled the back roof on Thursday.
We sang this hymn at Sunday service today. Everything looks dead. The days are short, and frequently dark and cloudy.
And for mormons, the goal is always a temple marriage and a marriage for the eternities. And Mormons were basically encouraged to marry other mormons. We might not always like the way some priesthood holders act, but to disparage the priesthood is not being responsible. It is a demanding role being a wife to any man who works and has his own ambitions in the working world.