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“1974” by Amy Grant

27 Feb

“1974” by Amy Grant

We were young,
And none of us know quite what to say,
But the feeling moved
Among us in silence anyway.
Slowly we had made
Quite a change–
Somewhere we had crossed a big line.
Down upon our knees,
We had tasted holy wine,
And no one could sway us
In a life time.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.
Love had lit a fire;
We were the flame.
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Not a word.
And no one had to say we were changed.
Nothing else we lived through
Would ever be same the same,
Knowing the truth
That we had gained.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.
Love had lit a fire;
We were the flame.
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Stay with me.
Make it ever new,
So time will not undo,
As the years go by,
How I need to see
That’s still me.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.
Yeah…
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.
Love has lit a fire;
I am the flame.
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love. (Ohh…)
Love has lit a fire;
I am the flame.
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Amy Grant / Jerry Mcpherson / Gary Chapman

Dear God, my wife and I are going to see Amy Grant in concert tomorrow night. I saw a lot of Christian concerts in the 1990s, but I never saw Amy Grant in concert for some reason. And I worked for Word at the time so I sold a ton of her stuff through Christian bookstores. I met her once at a sales conference for the House of Love album, but I’ve never heard her sing.

Regardless, here I am, about to see her in concert for the first time so I have been listening to some of her old songs to just reminisce a little. It was this song that kind of struck me this week when it came on. I remember it being on the Lead Me On album. I think it was the first track. No, “Lead Me On” might have been the first track. Anyway, it really captured the emotions 18-year-old me felt at the time. I had grown up Baptist and had “accepted Jesus” possibly as many as 30 times up to that point. Effective church sermons. Revivals. Fellowship of Christian Athletes conferences. But somehow I never felt like I got it right the previous time. I wasn’t getting the formula correct. I needed to do it again.

So I remember the emotions Grant reflects in this song that she apparently wrote with her husband at the time, Gary Chapman, and Jerry McPherson. I wonder what their conversations were like as they wrote this song. Now, 38 years and a lot of life and heartache later, if they could rewrite any of it, would they? Would they change the lyrics? I think it’s prescient to have the part that says:

Stay with me.
Make it ever new,
So time will not undo,
As the years go by,
How I need to see
That’s still me.

I remember the feelings of just sinking into you and that moment of feeling a complete connection with you, but I never seemed to carry it beyond a few days. There was no discipleship. Or there was not self-discipline in my discipleship or even a real knowledge of what discipleship between you and me should look like.

So now, 38 years later since I had my experience of learning what discipleship looks like for me–or beginning to learn what discipleship looks like for me–how do I think of myself in relation to this song? Where are the friends I had then? How are they doing? I can tell you that the ones I’ve kept up with have had sorrows and struggles, but they seem to still have an active faith in you. For that, I’m grateful. My faith and discipleship are certainly imperfect, but I guess I’m at least faithfully imperfect. Maybe getting a little closer to you on more days than I’m getting farther from you on others?

Father, I do love you. I do worship you. Even now, even in this mode of worship, I know that my worship is so inadequate for who you are compared with who I am, but this is what I can offer you in my limited mind and body. Help me to learn a little more today how to love you and how to love others. I love you, Lord, and I lift my voice to worship you. Oh, my soul, rejoice! Take joy my King in what you hear. May it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ears. (“I Love You Lord” by Laurie Klein)

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on February 27, 2025 in Hymns and Songs

 

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“Finally” by Gary Chapman

26 Oct

“Finally” by Gary Chapman

I wish my mind wouldn’t argue with my heart
It splits the day apart
Into time well spent and time just thrown away
I wish my heart would please make up my mind
I’m wasting so much time
Gotta catch a glimpse of how it’s gonna be

When finally I look inside Your eyes and see
Reflections of Yourself in me
The way You always said it would be
When finally, I’m loving You like You love me
It happened oh, so easily
I looked at You and it came to me finally

The day to day just keeps on spinning round
But this one thing I have found
I can close my eyes and be there in Your arms
You take me to a place that’s safe and warm
You’re my harbor in the storm
Wanna lose myself in being there with You

When finally I look inside Your eyes and see
Reflections of Yourself in me
The way You always said it would be
When finally, I’m loving You like You love me
It happened oh, so easily
I looked at You and it came to me finally

Oh, when finally I look inside Your eyes and see
Reflections of Yourself in me
The way You always said it would be
When finally, I’m loving You like You love me
It happened oh, so easily
I looked at You and the love in Your heart cut right through to me
And my eyes can see finally

Source: LyricFind

Dear God, sometimes I wake up with a song in my head and I have no idea where it came from. This one from this morning, “Finally” by Gary Chapman, is a deep cut. Of course, I heard it when I was a kid sung by T.G. Sheppard. Years later, however, I worked for a Christian music publisher called Word that distributed the song’s writer, Gary Chapman, and found this song on his first album, Everyday Man. It was then I realized it was one of those could be a song about love/could be a song about God songs that were pretty prevalent in Christian music in the 80s and 90s. So I heard it in a different way.

With that said, since I woke up with it in my head this morning, and even though I am sure I’ve probably prayed through this song before, I thought I would spend some time with again this morning.

I wish my mind wouldn’t argue with my heart
It splits the day apart
Into time well spent and time just thrown away
I wish my heart would please make up my mind
I’m wasting so much time
Gotta catch a glimpse of how it’s gonna be

Wasting time. Oh, how much time do I waste a day? Each day? Every day?!? It’s a lot. It can be so much easier to settle into watching something on a screen that it is to do something constructive that requires brain power, physical power, and conscious effort. It’s easier to just “veg.” I listened to the Russell Moore Podcast this week. It was an interview with Carlos Whittaker about his technology detoxing experience. He said his phone told him he was spending 7 hours per day on the phone. 49 hours per week. 2,500 hours per year. A full-time 40-hour per week job is 2,080 hours, so it was a lot. Therefore, he decided to try something different. He went to a monastery and spent either 21 or 23 hours per day in silence for 9 weeks. Then he went and hung out with the Amish. To some extent he rediscovered himself. Going back to the 1950s, I would say the introduction of screens into our lives has definitely shaped who we are as humans. I spent so much time watching TV as a kid. And while I don’t watch my actual living room television much anymore except for live sports, the little screen that fits in my hand has successfully replaced it effectively.

I say all of that because, even though Chapman wrote this in 1982 (I think I heard him say that in an interview), before there were cell phones and even very many personal computers, he was still finding plenty of things that would take him away from you. People always have throughout the centuries. We don’t need cell phones and the Internet to lure us away. As the hymnist wrote in “Come Thou Fount,” “Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love.” It’s who we are.

Back at Lent I purposed in my heart that I was going to make this time praying to you a priority in my life. I would spend some time every day journaling my a prayer to you. Now, I’ve decided it is part of what I must do to function. I need you. Because when I show up here I am able to see you and a reflection of you in me. I hear from your Holy Spirit. I am convicted of sin. I am inspired and instructed by the Holy Scripture you left for me to use to help me find you. And the reason I know you are a loving God is because the closer I get to you the more loving I become. The reason I know you are forgiving is because the closer I get to you the more forgiving I become.

Father, well, I’m not even sure how to pray about this. According to Whittaker, even the Amish are seeing technology like computer and flip phones enter their world because they have to use them to conduct business with the outside world. And if I think about getting a flip phone I start to wonder about texting and the apps I use to even conduct business during the day. So help me find my way in all of this. Help me glorify you in my life. Help me to not miss the opportunities you have for me to love and serve you and love and serve others.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen

 
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Posted by on October 26, 2024 in Hymns and Songs

 

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“I Have Been There” by Mark Schultz

20 Aug

“I Have Been There” by Mark Schultz

In a room without a view, a new mother smiles and holds
The tiny fingers of her brand new baby girl.
Her husband takes her by the hand, so unsure about the future
Have no money can they make it in this world?
And they pray, Lord all we have to give is love
Then they heard a gentle voice like an echo from above,

I have been there. I know what fear is all about.
Yes, I have been there and I’m standing with you now.
I have been there
And I came to build the bridge oh so this road could lead you home.
Oh I have been there.

He’s been a pastor twenty years
But tonight he sits alone and broken hearted in the corner of the church
He tried to change a fallen world
With his words and with his wisdom but it seems like it is only getting worse
And he cries, Oh Lord I just don’t understand
Then he felt the hand of grace, and he heard a voice that said

I have been there, I know what pain is all about
Yes I have been there, and I’m standing with you now
I have been there, and I came to build a bridge
Oh so this road could lead you home
Oh I have been there.

An older man up on a hill
Holding flowers but he can’t hold back the tears.
Oh he has come to say goodbye.
He thinks about the life she lived,
Thinks about how hard it’s been to live without her
Sixty years right by his side
And he cries, oh Lord I loved her till the end
And he heard a gentle voice say you’ll see her once again

I have been there
I know what sorrow’s all about
Yes I have been there and I’m standing with you now
I have been there, and I came to build a bridge
Oh so this road could lead her home, the road could lead her home

Oh I have been there, You know I overcame the cross, yes I have been there
So her life would not be lost
Oh I have been there, and I came to build
A bridge so this road could lead you home
The road could lead you home

Oh I have been there
Yes I have been there

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Mark Mitchell Schultz

Dear God, I haven’t done two of these prayer journals in one day in a long time, but today seemed like a good day.

In 2005, I was unemployed for about six months. One of the things I did back then was make a CD of songs that comforted me. Several years later, since CDs are much of a thing anymore, I made a playlist with those songs and saved them to my iTunes. I came across that playlist today. Coincidence? Maybe not. It feels like something the Holy Spirit led me to. The songs have been great and brought back some memories. Here’s a list of the songs, in order:

All of these songs are a comfort to me. They are a touchstone to a time when I was very sad, scared, down, and even a little depressed. I’m grateful for this list.

With all of that said, “I Have Been There” by Mark Schultz is the one that brought tears to my eyes. There is nothing I can experience you haven’t experienced. I wish I could find it, but there was something fictional I heard someone read about 35 years ago that still sticks in my brain. I’m sure the person who wrote it would be flattered that it made that much of an impression on someone. In this case, it was people lining up to say what they thought you should have to experience, as God, to understand us better. These are me paraphrasing some of the things. It’s been a long time, and I only heard it once, but it was something to the effect of:

  • One person said that God should have to be poor so he can understand what it’s like to struggle without anything.
  • One person said that God should have to have to endure scandal in his family so he would understand what it’s like to be gossiped about and rejected.
  • One person said he should have to know what it’s like to be rejected for his nationality and be a foreigner.
  • One person said that God should have to lose his son and watch him die a terrible death.

The list went on and on, ultimately ending with that God should have to die to know what it’s like to fear death. Then, one by one, the people walked away because they realized you did all these things through Jesus.

So as I sit here now, feeling rejected by some, there is nothing I can experience you haven’t experienced. Like the song from Mark Schultz says, “[You] have been there.” As I stopped and listened to this song closely, playing it back a second time, I teared up. I felt you comforting me, Holy Spirit. You have been there. You know what I’m going through right now, and you have been there.

Father, I’m sorry for the times I have been a source for your sorrow. I am sorry I have caused you to be there. Thank you for comforting me. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for being a God who left no stone unturned so that you might know everything about me, including what it’s like to be me.

I gratefully pray all of this as your child,

Amen

 
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Posted by on August 20, 2023 in Hymns and Songs

 

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“Love Will Be Our Anchor” by Gary Chapman

29 Sep

“Love Will Be Our Anchor”
by Gary Chapman, Michael Omartian, and Amy Grant

We said I love you with initials and an arrow
Hearts were carved, our lips touched
And the love we chose was on the straight and narrow
And love will be our anchor
We know the days will bring us things we’re not prepared for
Night will fall, love will call
And every morning we will wake up feeling cared for
And love will be our anchor

Life’s not easy
And it helps if you are lucky
Rain will fall on the good and the bad
I will give you
Everything that I am able
And love will be our anchor

And when you can’t believe the answers
To the simplest of questions
And your heart has grown cold
Love is still the rock of ages
And the rock will not be shaken
It’s an anchor to hold

And when the waves have tossed our lives in reckless motion
Wind has blown, we have grown
We will make it all the way across this ocean
And love will be our anchor

Life’s not easy
And it helps if you are lucky
Rain will fall on the good and the bad
I will give you
Everything that I am able
And love will be our anchor

And when you can’t believe the answers
To the simplest of questions
And your heart has grown cold
Love is still the rock of ages
And the rock will not be shaken
It’s an anchor to hold

We said I love you with initials and an arrow
Hearts were carved and our lips touched
And the love we chose was on the straight and narrow
And love will be our anchor
This love will be our anchor

Dear God, I have found myself singing this song this week. I guess I’ve been thinking about marriage for a bit, and I think it’s a good one. In fact, it occurred to me as some point that it would work well for an anniversary slideshow should I ever be tasked with putting one together for someone.

I guess I should clarify that this song was written at a time in Christian music when the song writers would substitute your name, God, with love. I think it was so it would have the potential to get crossover play on secular radio. “Love” plays anywhere. “God” does not. With that said, when I hear this song or sing this song, in my head, I’m singing, “God will be our anchor.” The problem with this is that “love” is used in the traditional sense in this song too, so it can be hard to remember that the anchor love represents you.

The lyrics start with the idealism of young love. Maybe even naive love. It’s easy to have a love that is straight and narrow when it’s young and unchallenged. When it’s fresh and exciting. But that’s just a season. Emotions fade. Selflessness and service are what remain.

I remember when my youth minister in high school got married and the pastor was teasing him from the pulpit about being a newlywed. “He thinks that marriage is exciting right now. Sex every night (yes, he said that in a Baptist church from the pulpit). But it won’t always be like that.” It’s true. It’s okay that it’s true. It’s nothing to be afraid of. But it’s true.

I heard someone say recently that choosing a mate isn’t about picking that person who excites you or turns you on the most. It’s about picking the person who will be good to go through life’s challenges with. That’s true too.

So back to the song. When life’s not easy and the rain falls. When the waves toss our lives in reckless motion. When night falls. Will we have built our foundation on you and relationship with each other. I remember being grateful as empty nest approached that my wife and I enjoy each other’s company. We work to serve each other in the little things. No, we aren’t perfect. Yes, we frustrate each other sometimes. But we also give the other the latitude to be who the other is. But you are our anchor–at least, as best as we know how to make you our anchor.

Holy Spirit, be with me today as I go through this day. Love my wife through me and give her what she needs through me. Be with the marriages that are on my heart. Be with those who are single and trying to find their way in the world. Forgive me for when I have failed you as your son-in-law. Forgive me for the times I fail your will for your daughter. Help us to model what you have for men and women to be as husband and wife as others such as our children, relatives, and friends look at us. Inspire others through us. And raise up people who will inspire us to be more as well.

I pray this, asking that you advocate for me to the Father through Jesus,

Amen

 
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Posted by on September 29, 2022 in Hymns and Songs

 

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“Your Love Stays with Me” — Gary Chapman

15 Mar

“Your Love Stays with Me” by Gary Chapman

It’s dark in here
I feel so alone
But there’s a light
That Somebody just turned on
It opened my eyes
And lets me see
And once again
it amazes me

How your love stays with me
When shadows fall
And everybody leaves
I’m not alone
I know I’ll never be
Your love stays with me

When cold rains fall against my skin
It chills my body
But not the soul within
‘Cause I’ve got a fire
And it burns so bright
It keeps me warm
Through the longest night

Oh, how your love stays with me
When shadows fall
And everybody leaves
I’m not alone
I know I’ll never be
Your love stays with me

Written by Mike Reid and Rory Bourke

Dear God, I find it fascinating that when I want to spend some time in deep prayer about something I usually have a song from the recesses of my mind come out of hiding. In this case, “Your Love Stays with Me” by Gary Chapman popped into my head. I love the sound of this song as much of the lyrics. The simple piano, the soulful sound, and the humble lyrics combine to great effect.

It’s a Sunday and all over the world churches are empty. I understand why, but something seems so wrong about that. Churches have always been a touch point for us during tragedies. Pearl Harbor. D-Day. VE-Day. Kennedy assassination. Apollo 13. 9/11. People go back to you through the local church. Now, most of those doors are closed. Will we miss you or will this be the beginning of us not going to you during those times of crisis?

For me, I’ve decided that I need to really have some focused prayer time. I want to pray for world political leaders, health leaders, spiritual leaders, etc. I also want to pray for local leaders. Everyone from a mayor to the director of the local community choir. I want to pray for my own work and how I lead our charitable medical clinic through this unknown wilderness. As a medical clinic, we can’t simply shut down. But there are certain things we can do that will be smart. Where do I draw that line? Then there’s my role in loving my wife and helping care for loved ones around us. And I have a role in this community where others look to me for my opinion. In fact, I had someone call me last night and ask that I speak to their group about what to do. I found another solution, but it’s a certain type of responsibility that I have.

So let me go back to this song and then pray about these things.

It’s dark in here
I feel so alone
But there’s a light
That Somebody just turned on
It opened my eyes
And lets me see
And once again
it amazes me

I think a lot of people are feeling the darkness right now. It is evidenced by the runs on the stores. I’m convinced that if so much of our commerce weren’t electronic and not cash-based there would be runs on the banks. Will anyone look for the light to turn on? Will anyone look for you? Will we look to you for our peace? Will we look to you for direction? Will pastors be able to shift their paradigm and figure out how to be the church in this new set of circumstances?

But when we open our eyes and see you there is peace. You love us. You don’t promise how any of this will work out for us on this earth, but you continuously encourage us to not be afraid. You amaze me.

When cold rains fall against my skin
It chills my body
But not the soul within
‘Cause I’ve got a fire
And it burns so bright
It keeps me warm
Through the longest night

I happened to be in a situation yesterday when cold rain fell against my skin while I was on a three-hour bike ride. Is there a metaphor in there that would go with this verse? I never got too cold because my movement kept me warm. Does my continuing to move in my relationship with you keep me warm? Well, the metaphor might be a stretch, but I suppose I can make it fit.

The big thing is that this is where my “peace” thing comes in. The fruits of the Spirit (Galatians 5:22-23) are love, joy, peace, patience… I’ve said for a long time that peace is my litmus test. I can fake the others, but I cannot fake the peace. When I’m good with you then peace tends to transcend my being. When I find myself not at peace, it’s usually driven by fear or insecurity. It’s driven by losing sight of serving you and instead focusing on serving others for my glory or benefit. To feed my own ego. But the Holy Spirit fire in my heart, when I let it burn, will keep me warm in the longest night.

Oh, how your love stays with me
When shadows fall
And everybody leaves
I’m not alone
I know I’ll never be
Your love stays with me

Yes, your love stays with me. Shadows are daunting. They are scary. Satan wants to mess with my mind right now and suggest that I will run out of food (or the ability to clean myself when I go to the bathroom). He wants me to believe that I should be scared and hide. The truth is, I can be at peace. I’m not alone. I’ve never been alone. I’ve seen you provide in miraculous ways before. You are a great God and you will provide for me one way or another. And should I contract this disease. Should I become one of the 2-3% who die from it, I’ll be okay. My wife will be okay. My children and relatives will be okay. Because your love stays with all of us.

Now, as I sit down and try to sort through some of this work stuff, please guide me and be with me. Help me to hear you. Make my path straight.

I pray for the pastors here in our community and across the world. Lead through them. Speak through them. Lead a revival in them and through them. Let your church be the church you always intended it to be.

Do not let this pain and grief return void. Make it count, Father. Comfort those who have already lost someone or who are concerned about their loved ones who are either sick or quarantined because of possible exposure. Comfort those afflicted with the disease and all other diseases.

Help guide our appointed health and human service officials. Guide our local primary care doctors all the way up to the highest health officials around the world. Give them humility. Give them wisdom and discernment. Fill them with your presence and your perspective.

And for our political leaders. May they be given a sense of your presence in their lives. Help them to stop blaming and posturing. Help them to stop trying to use this as any sort of advantage. I’ll be bold enough to ask that you use this to transform our leaders into the men and women you need and long for them to be. That we need them to be.

Father, this is unprecedented to me, but it isn’t unprecedented to you. This is overwhelming to me, but it isn’t overwhelming to you. I don’t know where all of this is going, how it all works out, or what I should do in the meantime, but you do. So help us. Help us to humble ourselves before you and seek you first and your righteousness.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on March 15, 2020 in Hymns and Songs

 

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“Arms of Love” by Amy Grant

10 Mar

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“Arms of Love” by Amy Grant

Lord, I’m really glad you’re here.
I hope you feel the same when you see all my fear,
and how I fail.
I fall sometimes.

It’s hard to walk in sinking sand.
I miss the rock, and find I’ve nowhere else to stand.
I start to cry.
Lord, please help me.
Raise my hands, so you can lift me up.
Hold me close, hold me tighter.

I have found a place where I can hide;
it’s safe inside
your arms of love.
Like a child who’s held throughout a storm;
I’m safe and warm
in your arms of love.

Storms may come and storms may go.
I wonder just how many storms it takes
until I finally know
you’re here always.
Even when my skies are far from grey.
Let me stay, Lord, teach me to stay.

In the place I’ve found where I can hide;
it’s safe inside
your arms of love.
Like a child who’s held throughout a storm;
I’m safe and warm
in your arms of love.

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Gary W Chapman / Amy Grant Gill / Michael Whitaker Smith

 

Dear God, last night I had the glums. I just felt a little down. Depressed is too strong, but I was definitely feeling…well, a lack of peace. I was wondering why when it started to occur to me that they uncertainty about the Corona Virus and how it will impact the charitable clinic where I work, our fundraising, etc. might be getting to me. In the grand scheme of things, I’m embarrassed that something like this could derail me so easily.

Since I had lost some of my peace, it made me wonder what I had started doing in my relationship with you that might have distracted me. My conclusion was that I have been so focused on this Mothers of the Bible and Fathers of the Bible series that I haven’t been spending much, if any, time in personal worship.

Then, as I was going to bed, this song from my childhood came to mind. I think it came out around 1981. It wasn’t the most famous song on Amy Grant’s Age to Age album, but it’s a good one. So I thought I would spend some time with it today. It seemed to capture what I was experiencing.

Lord, I’m really glad you’re here.
I hope you feel the same when you see all my fear,
and how I fail.
I fall sometimes.

This just seems so honest and transparent. I’m glad I know I have you to pray to and talk to. I hope you’re glad you have me, even after knowing who I really am and what I’ve really done or failed to do. This beginning of the first verse is a nice set up.

It’s hard to walk in sinking sand.
I miss the rock, and find I’ve nowhere else to stand.
I start to cry.
Lord, please help me.
Raise my hands, so you can lift me up.
Hold me close, hold me tighter.

That’s what I felt like I had done yesterday. I tried to walk, but I had missed the rock. I missed your rock. I missed just spending time worshiping you. So help me to raise my hands so you can life me up (the most poetic line of the song). I’m not much of a hand raiser, but is that one of the things I’m missing out on by not raising my hands in worship? Do I miss the opportunity to have you life me up? Then there’s the last three words: “hold me tighter.” How tight can you hold me? What a great image.

Storms may come and storms may go.
I wonder just how many storms it takes
until I finally know
you’re here always.
Even when my skies are far from grey.
Let me stay, Lord, teach me to stay.

I often try to put myself in the position of the songwriters when I hear songs like this. I don’t know if it was Michael, Gary, or Amy that wrote these lyrics, of if they sat together and wrote them, but I can see exploring the idea of the ups and downs of life and how we are continuously learning to have the same relationship with you regardless of our circumstances. The same peace. The same joy. Yes, we might mourn, but there can be a peace and joy that under-girds it all.

I have found a place where I can hide;
it’s safe inside
your arms of love.
Like a child who’s held throughout a storm;
I’m safe and warm
in your arms of love.

It seems like there were several songs with this sentiment back in the 80s. Twila Paris’s “The Warrior is a Child” and such. I guess there have been a couple of times in my life where I just wanted to shut down and hide from the storm, but I’m not sure that’s what you are calling me to do. When I think of this, I think of Elijah running and hiding in the cave. You finally ask him, “What are you doing here.” (1 Kings 19:9-13) The thought of hiding in your arms is nice, but I think you are more interested in us walking through the storm with you by our side (or carrying us through the storm as in “Footprints in the Sand“). It’s a fine line to walk between hiding in your arms and riding in your arms.

Father, thank you for your arms of love. Thank you that they stretched out through Jesus to forgive me. Thank you that they reach out and lift me up. Thank you for holding me and comforting me. And thank you for using them to provide for me, even when I don’t feel like you are.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen

 
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Posted by on March 10, 2020 in Hymns and Songs

 

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