Psalms of Bliss
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Psalms of Bliss is a journey, a walk through the lives of the authors ancestors before him.
The Author, Edwin A. Hill believes that by looking back, there is often revelation for life today. He states that .the lives and life experiences of our ancestors have shaped much of who we are and who we can be, if we choose to understand the roads they have trodden. He is saddened for our youth today, who have little knowledge of the beliefs held by their ancestors as role models.
The book draws us to the authors ancestors that trace back for over 100 years. Love from God offers access to a life in heaven as key to the Bliss, the joy shared generation to generation.
Psalms of Bliss affirms the blessings waiting for all of our lives as we receive Gods gift of new life in our hearts. New life that many of our ancestors embraced.
In stories, psalms and poems, he invites us into his heart to choose to join him in praises to God. Hills chapters and psalms are full of compassion, joy, faith, fears and even Bliss resulting from Gods blessings upon this family.
Psalms of Bliss encourages us to rejoice with family and others from gracious hearts standing strong in the favor of God.
Edwin A. Hill
Edwin A. Hill, was born in Gary, Indiana to a proud family that migrated from Indianola and Starkville, Mississippi in the early 1940’s. Hill remembers the glow of the old “pot-bellied” cast-iron stove where he would warm his feet against the winter’s cold on Jefferson Street in Gary. He is a College graduate with Master’s level education in Management. With over 40 years of experience, Hill is now a retired executive from Johnson & Johnson. He encourages others to “visualize” plans for their life. He says, “If you can see it you can be it.” Ed is a cancer survivor and states that “I have a reason to sing Psalms of Bliss and joy in my life and to give thanks to God forever”. Hill, a Christian, gives thanks to God for seeing him through his career, cancer and life. He has four children, eight grandchildren and four additional “grand-children” he calls his own. Mr. Hill is also the Author of an earlier book titled Grace, Guts and Glory in America.
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Psalms of Bliss - Edwin A. Hill
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Contents
Opening
Acknowledgments
Prelude
Foreword
Introduction
PART I Psalms of Our Mothers
A Higher View
For What Reason Were You Born?
A Touch From You
Gentle Touch
How He Died
On High
The Tree of Life
His Hands Touched Me
Soliloquy and Letters
PART II Psalms of Tears
Trust & Respect
Let Me In
Twelve
Renewal
In Retrospect
It Wasn’t Cheap
Leap for Joy
I Can Win
Smile A While
Why We Celebrate Thanksgiving
Soliloquy
PART III Augusta’s Songs
Crown of Thorns
Starting Over
Through Something to Do Something
Stranger
His Face
Your Word
When All Is Said and Done
Let Go?
Hope For
His Story
The Sun Comes Up
Where Were You?
Witness
His Word
Soliloquy
PART IV Our Brother’s Songs
That Old Brick Porch
Bring Peace To My Mother
Am I My Brother’s Keeper?
Recognize Your Brothers
One Battle
Victory
I Fret For You
I’ll Be There
One with the Father
Understand Why?
Why Get Involved In Other People’s Life?
Why Not Surrender All?
Busy
Over and Over
Soliloquy and Letters
PART V Psalms of Love
Love of a Different Kind
Beautiful
Together Unified
Left Alone
Touch Me
Flowing
Be Mine
In Our Secret Garden
How Do You Love Me?
Soliloquy and Letters
PART VI Psalms for Our Children
Children
What About the Children
Save the Children
Go to School
Claim It
Soliloquy and Letters
PART VII Psalms of Our Fears
Safe and Secure in Thee
Good God Almighty
Sick of Sickness
Last Breath
Like A Dog
If You Passed Away
We Put Out the Light
Fears, Tears & Love
The Hero
Soliloquy
PART VIII Psalms for Today
Choose This Day
Smile A While
Let It Go
The Sun Comes Up
Angry Lips
Judged
Tell-A-Vision
Figure It Out
O Lord
Not the End
I’ll Be There
One with the Father
Soliloquy
PART IX Conclusions
Psalms of Bliss Genealogy
Postlude
About the Author
EdHillPlantLarge.jpgIf thy children will keep my covenant and my testimony that I shall teach them, their children shall also sit upon thy throne for evermore
. Psalms 132:12
Opening
Each night my rest is disturbed by the pain radiating up and down my legs as I try to sleep. Each twinge, every surge of discomfort from the tips of my toes to my thighs cuts into my flesh again and again as I toss and turn in search of illusive rest. Rest, rest has become much of a mystery. The old familiar awakening by the sounds of my own snores is long gone to me. My body turns from left to right in search of comfort for my knees as they knock at one another. A small pillow thrust between my legs provides only brief and modest relief from bone upon bone.
Still, I search for comfort somewhere in it all. Psalms, hymns and songs come to my heart in a quest to soothe my fears. My eyes reflect across the vision of the smiles of my children and grandchildren as a balm for my pains. These faces, their voices like angels in chorus from above, calm my aches and kiss away the shadows of fear that pursue me.
The heart of this man, his mind and body longs for love’s touch. It yearns to feel the touch of love fulfilled in an earnest smile, a warm embrace and a kiss that says you are safe.
After all I’ve done, after all that I’ve been through, the Psalms of ages past drip from my lips as Why me Lord?
, is this my reward
…?, is this my story
..?, is this my song
..? is this my Psalm..?
I lie there and struggle to sleep in judgment of myself and those around me.
Armed with indignation, all of my passions have become my prisons. I am locked in my love for my offspring, the joy of my life. My love and desire for my wife, her love, attention and the life we said we’d share, has held me locked, even jailed alone behind open doors. My eyes have become blind to the truth and my lips struggle for the freedom that stands before me. So, my hands sing for me in these written words, these Psalms.
…I now declare …no more
. I have done all that I can as man alone. Now, I will stand free and firm. I am free, free in thee Oh Lord. Lord God, please order my steps and help me to stand. Peace, let me be still.
I will invite the Psalms and songs of love and peace to become my anthems in this march called life
. No more shall I look for love and comfort other than unto the bosom of the Lord my God. I will suffer the slings and arrows, even the sharp sword’s blade in pursuit of the destinies set before me, me alone.
My call, my walk, by God’s grace and mercy is my quest.
While my bones can yet stand, while my feet can yet trod, while my eyes still see and my voice yet be heard, I will follow the will of God. I am ripping away the shackles of fear. I am drying my tears. I am dedicated anew to stand and not surrender to the things of this earth. I will sing psalms and write tales, I will tell my story. I will share the thoughts and express my feelings in earnest as I am moved by the voice of God, looking for nothing in return.
Pain has entered my backdoor and may never leave. Death has entered into my mind again and again. Fear has tossed me and turned my every bone. My tears have flowed and flowed. Yet, my hope stands.
Hope, my hope is in the Lord God almighty, who has carried me thus far. Like upon the flying wings of angels, I have soared high above my wildest dreams. My life’s peaks and valleys are unique to me, yet there are common threads for mankind of every sort. I shall seek first the kingdom of God. He will hear my call. He has heard my cry.
I cry out, My father God, why me?
Comfort me Oh Lord is my plea as I lie here before thee in pain with my heart in agony. My Lord, whisper psalms of love and joy into my heart’s ears.
Please Lord, preserve my sight that I might continue along my journey and look upon the faces of those that love me. Yes Lord, I need thee. Yes, I need thee Lord every hour. My Lord, I pray and I thank you as you stand, a pillar, for me to lean upon. You are my foundation. All that I am comes from you. My treasure lies in your love for me. In spite of my sins you have rescued and blessed me. Your bosom has been my only resting place and comfort in good times and the bad.
I look to thee oh Lord, for there is no other place from which my help can come.
Little did I know that my Grand Uncle before me, Lee Pullen had cried similar tears.
My cry for tomorrow is that my steps be ordered by the Lord. I will seek His guidance and direction for the life He yet affords me. Speak to my heart Oh Lord. Lead me, guide me along the path you select. Please cover me I pray, from the slings and arrows that will surely come my way.
My heart is attuned to your whispers and seeks your voice. Speak to my heart Oh Lord. Let my ears hear the sweet, sweet echoes of your voice falling upon them. The songbirds call your name each morning as I rise. Use me Oh Lord as your voice; let me be your songbird in the ears of humankind. Let me Oh Lord be a vessel for your Psalms. I fall upon your grace and mercy with my hands out-stretched. I bend my knees while I yet can, in reverence to you. I humble myself before you as I ask that you strengthen me before man. I seek strength that I might be a soldier in your Army. I seek strength that my life might be a banner on the battlefields of life in this day. Cover me, Oh Lord I pray. My Lord, my rock and my shield, who can stand between thee and me? None. No, not one.
I need thee Oh Lord.
You have been the source of my life. From whence have I come to this place in my being? Where does it all come from? Where shall it yet lead?
On October 28, 2003 Frances, the author’s mother wrote to him on the occasion of his 52nd birthday.
She often used a ruler to order each horizontal line of her hand written letters. Her goal was to ensure clarity and the legibility of her message.
Edwin, I thank God for how he alone has blessed you all the days of your life, 52 years and nine months after conception, to be who you are. Ephesians 1:4 says he has chosen us before the foundation of the world.
A loving and obedient son, Ephesians 6:1-3
A son with a desire to be prosperous.
A son who has studied hard to learn
A son who has resisted worldly sins
A son who chose a wife so his babies would know who their daddy is without DNA tests.
A son (who) is one of the best fleshly fathers
A son who was and is a very loving and caring husband always.
A son who as a young father accepted Jesus Matthews 11:28 and took his babies to prayer meetings and church
A son who works faithfully worshiping, praising, and telling of God’s great power to save and heal.
A son who has received a Distinguished Alumnus Award from I.S.U. Go son go. Continue daily praising God and having favor with all people. Acts 10:46a, 47a.
Ed, I wrote all this to say, thanks for the gift, $60.00 left, 10-19-03. I was so thankful. I thought of all the years I worked a week, five days, and got paid less. One of my pay (checks) in 1961. Now I have no lack. Acts 2:34
We are receiving God’s promised blessings.
B-Blessed is God
L-Love He gave His son
E-Eternal life from His son
S-Salvation for all
S-Serve others
E-Everywhere
D-Daily
Love you,
Thank you,
Your mother
Frances Hill
His mother’s words were like a kiss
upon his cheek and in his heart that lasts beyond her physical death in 2008.
Ten years after his mother wrote to him about Ephesians 1 and how God … has chosen us before the foundation of the world,
Ed writes to the church at Terre Haute, Indiana on predestination.
SHILOH BAPTIST CHURCH
TERRE HAUTE, INDIANA
2013
To: Pastor Russell and the Church Family at Terre Haute, IN
From: Deacon Ed Hill
August 20, 2013
My thoughts, prayers and tears are not wasted as I meditate on my destiny and the why
of GOD’s guidance to visit upon you over a year ago now. Grace and peace be with You ALL.
My heart was touched by a call from our Sister Betty Russell this morning. That call, that touch
, moved me to cleansing
and comforting tears. These TEARS continue to wash over me as I write this letter to you ALL. I tried to run from this task, but the Holy Spirit said, NO. Say it son.
As I sat at my table today, I had been juggling the pains of Influenza in my chest and sinuses, against the chores of boxing and removing personal items from the walls of my home as we prepare to sell it. This place
, this Home that the Lord my GOD led me to construct in 1998 has been a safe resting place
that has filled it’s role. It’s job has been well done for 15 years. This House has been a safe haven from the evil one’s threats. This House has been faithful, upheld me and covered me by God’s grace. We built this Home literally on the Foundation of the Word of GOD planted in a bed of concrete
...called the Front Porch. This place
, this House was constructed for GOD’s purposes and has served Him well.
In This House
, the Holy Spirit of GOD has rested upon Me, held me in my stormy battles with cancer. This House has covered and comforted me as my body has healed. This house, this place, has been a safe haven
for me as the Lord GOD has both used me and shaped me for His Service. This place
has been my home. It is a bitter cup to drink from as my wife and I plan our transition to smaller Homes, here and in Texas. I’ve come to embrace the fundamental responsibility to avoid wasting the blessings that God has provided. A large house, over 5,000 sq. ft. ...is so, so much more than two people need. Yes, at Holidays and some birthdays, the walls overflow with 8 to 12 grandchildren full of loving energy. Yet, 10 months of empty space requires resources, funds, energy and time that can be employed for higher purposes of our GOD. Oh yes, it is bitter sweet
. The gist of it, embracing the reality of it, has slowly taken root for both of us in God’s timing I trust. Me first, now just yesterday, my wife, Brenda has leaped onto the wagon of God’s mission to the next phase of His will for us.
Please, bear with me as I try to bring this message full circle, including each one of YOU
individually.
Little did I know, as I obeyed the whispers
of the Holy Spirit to come visit with you over a year ago, that it was predestined. Little did I know that back in 1969 when God made a way through the efforts of my loving Mother, that enrolling at Indiana State University in Terre Haute, Indiana was predestined
. Little did I know, as a little nappy headed baby brother watching and learning how to draw and paint, I was predestined by God to come to Terre Haute. Little did I know then, at 17 years old that I was predestined to be at ISU. It could have been Ball State in Muncie, Indiana or the Art Institute of Chicago. But, Terre Haute was His will.
His calling me to Your Church
that Sunday, was predestined
for His will and desires for Your Church
. No, not for what was before, but, what is then, now and the future. He called me to you for His will, your destiny as a Church, predestined for each of you. These words are for you. I implore you to receive these words, from my heart onto this paper, as an urging to step into the destiny He has waiting for each one of you and for Your Church
. Allow the Holy Spirit of God to use you as well. Serve Him in everything you do from the LOVE He has placed in you. Trust Him and obey Him as you read His word, pray and meditate on His will. Trust that He has a destiny awaiting you, yes, even NOW, his predestined plan is playing-out before each of you.
God wants all of us to be His Child. You know, like that Only Child, that Son, like His Father, full of love, even to the point of sacrifice and death. Children are to be obedient to their Father. So should we. His voice of instruction is in His written WORD and the leading whispers
of the Holy Spirit in our hearts. I say all this to encourage each and every one of you to look up and over your own shoulders. Look into your own heart. Ask the question, Lord what is your will in my life?
What is my destiny?
Ask, What have you Lord, already predestined for my life?
Your decisions regarding the Building Project is only one predestined
opportunity before you. I remind you that this relationship with one another, with me and this Building Project was predestined
. That destiny may precede even me, even You. Maybe it was imbedded in the prayers of one of your ancestors over decades past. Should God will, there are likely many more predestined blessings yet to come. Please don’t allow the decisions around the Building Project get in the way of the streams of your destiny. What a loss for all that allow self or selfishness
to block the blessings predestined by God. We have no way
of knowing except to embrace God’s blessings, pray and embrace them for His edification.
I am writing long because this is also a learning experience for me. I ask that you join me in prayer, meditation and in reading the Word of God as it relates to every situation. The Apostle Paul wrote to the Church at Ephesus on the subject of Spiritual Blessings. I urge you to read his inspired words below. As I end this writing, I ask God’s continued blessings upon you individually and collectively. I pray that we will all come together on that great gettin’ up morning
, free in victory over all the earthly things we’ve wrestled with. I look forward to standing with you all in the blessed assurance of the full grace and mercy of God in heaven as we sing together… Great Is Thy Faithfulness
. If you don’t mind, save me a little space for a Solo.
Yours in Christ Jesus,
Edwin Arnold Hill
Your Friend and Brother in the Spirit
Ephesian 1 King James Version (KJV)
1 Paul, an apostle of