This old spiritual song carries a lot of meaning to me—these last couple weeks especially—as I celebrate a life well lived. My grandmother, whose body had been failing her for the better part of the last two decades but whose heart was always full and bursting with joy, left this world on October 10th. I’m forever changed because of her beyond-generous, hope-filled life and the faith that was its source. On the days that I come anywhere close to living out what I say that it is I believe, it’s only because she modeled it so well and passed that down through her children.

So, enjoy the video (download it if you like) and be encouraged by what my grandma, Carol Jean Greco held onto in the darkest days and what I have found to be absolutely true… “His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.”