Where are you in the song?

Wednesday

I am a scribbler on random pieces of paper. On the back of my Mount Hermon prayer, a thought came to me, so I jotted a few notes. Here's the fleshing out of that idea.

How is your life like a verse to a song? Often it's the verses that recount theology or a current state. Like:

Blessed be Your name in the land that is plentiful, where Your streams of abundance flow,
Blessed be Your name
And blessed be Your name on the road marked with suffering, oh there's pain in the offering,
Blessed be Your name.

See how the verse states reality?

And then most choruses resound God's truth:

Blessed be the name of the Lord; blessed be the name.
Blessed be the name of the Lord; blessed be Your glorious name.

It's a repetition of praise for what God has done in the in between times, how He's intersected our verses, our day to day lives. Often the chorus is the resounding of God's goodness.

So my question is: Where are you?

Are you living in the refrain of beauty and sorrow? Or are you repeating praises for what God has done in those places?

There's no wrong answer, just a state of being.

Me? I'm looking forward to the chorus, but I'm in the middle of a verse, a life lesson that feels big. I hope to get to the refrain of praise soon.

2 comments:

Roxane B. Salonen said...

Mary, interesting you should phrase it this way at the end. Just tonight I was thinking, boy, I need courage right now, and I am looking forward to when I am on the other side of this. Which means...I am in the middle of a verse, I think, and I'm not exactly sure where it's going, or whether it's a minor or major key. I see something beautiful at the end but it's not yet apparent how the notes are going to collect and fashion themselves into a song, or what the song will sound like. But...at the very least, I can imagine myself at the end of the song and I do think it's going to be a happy song...once I get there. :)

Angus Nelson said...

Since my brokenness became a way of life, I think I nestle myself in the awe of what God does every day... transform lives. He's not out for headlines or recognition, merely hearts hungry for Him.

Yielding to his nature and abilities makes available his kingdom way of life. I don't want to limit him any longer. With confident expectation, I see love and light as a way of life, accomplishing in others what they could not do in themselves.

So when you ask "where am I?", I am in these lyrics:

You're the God of this City
You're the King of these people
You're the Lord of this nation
You are

You're the Light in this darkness
You're the Hope to the hopeless
You're the Peace to the restless
You are

There is no one like our God
There is no one like our God

[Chorus]
For greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this City
Greater thing have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this City