Same God

So, here I am again, having gone on a long hiatus from blogging. Whoops… Life happens I guess.

And here I am at 1:50 am wide awake, mind racing. So all of you get to benefit (or suffer through) whatever this post may become.

I love music. It should come as no surprise. I’ve used song lyrics and music videos in many of my posts. I love the way music can so easily reflect what I am feeling. How lines in a song, or sometimes entire songs, can say what my heart and head can’t make sense of. I love the rhythm of songs, the chorus and repetition.

I was a band geek in high school. That shouldn’t surprise you one bit. I love music. music with lyrics, music without. Music with up beat rhythms or slower.

Don’t ask me the name. Don’t ask me all the lyrics most times. I probably don’t know. In my head I’m somewhere else when I’m listening to music. I notice the instruments, I notice the repetition, I notice the message. And eventually, after hearing the same song a thousand times, I pick up enough to find the song.

Today’s song is different. I am sure I’ve heard it a few times before, but the first time I really heard it; the first time I heard it and actually heard the words; it stopped me dead in my train of thought. It stopped me dead in the feelings I was unable to explain. As I listened to the song, tears falling, it brought me to my knees praying because of how God was using the song to speak to me. And since that day, this song has been one of those life-describing, where-I-am-at songs.

This song so best describes what I can’t say myself.

It came on hours after receiving a difficult email: a friend-like-family was being put on hospice. A young man whose life is, as many would say, “being cut short.” A young man I’ve watched grow up the past few years. A young man who is like a little brother. The email described the time their family is entering, described as fearless dying. The email described their hope, their trust in God and their knowledge that he is there.

Here I was struggling with my own feelings of grief, and this song came up on the radio echoing the family’s words.

So take all the fear and doubt
Go on and lay them down

Everything happens for a reason
There’s a time, there’s a place
For every season
He knows what’s best for you
So don’t be afraid

This song came into my life during a time where I was feeling very introspective, looking back on the last several months. It came on just as I was realizing how God really has been working in my life. I knew he was there, I knew he was working, but I LOVE looking back and seeing how it all ties together.

The same God who was with you then is with you now
The same God who led you in will lead you out

God hasn’t gone anywhere. He isn’t going anywhere. Even if we begin to question the “why” of hard times. Even in the face of death and illness. He’s there. He’s got a plan. It may not make sense today, but God has you.

Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever Hebrews 13:8

He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end. Ecclesiastes 3:11

Life has been good the last few months. I have seen God at work in some amazing ways. He has blessed me with an amazing community– something a year ago I ached for, I cried out to God for. He has brought me through.

Praying you can see how the Same God is with you today, that was with you then. Praying you can see how the Same God is working in your life.

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Day 27: Director

I recently subbed for our Handbell Choir. I have subbed in handbells a few times, but nothing recently. Usually it was just for a practice so that you aren’t missing someone’s notes in the midst of it. This time it was the real deal. The real-during-church-performance kind of deal.

We had one practice before I performed (if you don’t count the day of practice). I found myself having to watch the director like a hawk.

I was in band so I can read music okay.

But for handbells you play 2-3 notes throughout an entire song. It’s a bit different as you have everyones notes.

Maybe I am making excuses but it was difficult for me. ūüėČ

But as I was leaving handbells it got me thinking that life is a little like a handbell choir, and God is the director. Every measure, every step, we have to keep our eyes on Him.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.

Hebrews 12:1-3

Sometimes I forget to keep my eyes on Him. I plan my own future, I make my own path and then I look to God and He’s like, we’re on measure 12 and that’s not your note.

In music if you are off a measure or a beat, its noticed. Maybe not by those who don’t know music or have never heard the tune before, but by those around you and by The One who directs our path- it’s notice. And I think we notice too when things just don’t seem right.

So, I’m keeping my eyes on Him, the author and¬†perfecter of my faith. I’m following His lead, not going on my own, and playing the notes as His plan directs.