Let Not Your Heart Be Troubled

Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heav’n and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant Friend is He:
 His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;

Tonight I am at a loss for words. When that happens I tend to think of songs. This morning the world lost one of the most beautiful voices that I have ever heard. I met Leslie Bond when I was in middle school. We sang together on our church district's Impact Team and then again when we were in college.

Leslie had such a sweet spirit. She would do anything to help others and she always had a smile on her face. As with many of my other friends, I lost contact with her over the years since college. I caught up with her a few weeks ago and shortly after learned that she was in the hospital pregnant with twins. To learn more about her story you can go here: http://lesliejoyevans.blogspot.com/

My heart is breaking for her family this evening. They have gone through so much. I can't wrap my brain around this. I don't understand. I don't know why bad things happen to good people. I don't understand why someone so young and vibrant can be taken away so quickly. I don't understand why these family members are never going to be able to hold, hug or laugh with their daughter, sister, wife, mother, or cousin again.

I am sad that there are people in this world that will never have the pleasure of knowing Leslie. I am sad that I won't be able to hear her sing again. I am sad that someone so kind and good was taken too soon. I am sad for Leslie that she had to experience the loss of her children before she lost her own life.

While I am so sad for the people left here, I am glad that she is not hurting and that she is with her babies now. I am glad that she was able to bring so many people together to glorify the Lord.

I would like to think that Leslie is singing with my grandpa tonight in Heaven. The words to this song are not for Leslie. They are for the rest of us who are left behind. While I am definitely not happy about the situation, I do know who is watching me and guiding me through this time of grief.

I sing because I’m happy, I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

“Let not your heart be troubled,” His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.


Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.