I took my stepdaughter, Robyn to the Community HU at our (spiritual) center on Sunday. It was her choice, although I suggested it. I don’t care one way or the other what folks believe, or what they do or use to help better their lives. I just know singing HU (which is a love song to God) works for me and feel it can work for anyone regardless of their religious/spiritual beliefs.
This next story I always tell causes my kids’ eyes to roll. One night when I was a single mom, all three kids were pretty young when a big storm blew in the middle of the night. First Casey came into my room, “I’m scared, can I sleep with you?”
A bolt of lightening lit up the bedroom and thunder shook the walls of the house. Jessica stood by my bed, “I’m scared.”
“Come on in.” I flipped open the covers. I had a double bed, and now it was full. I wondered where I’d put Rita, as I was sure she was next. Lightening continued to flash while the thunder roared.
I woke up the next morning, crawled over little body parts to go find Rita. Awake in her bed, I asked, “So how come you didn’t come into my bed? Didn’t you hear that storm? Weren’t you scared?”
She smiled and looked up at me, “I just sang HU.”
That still amazes me. Rita’s the youngest and was only 5 years old then. She’s 23 now. None of my kids follow my spiritual path, but that’s okay. Like me, we find our own way and what works for us.
But singing HU is one of my best tools.