We can stifle our songs or sing them. The songs we stifle die. The songs we sing grow sweeter with age and experience. Sing the songs God placed within you. That song is worth singing and I would love to hear your song. As would God, the originator of it. The song you sing is beautiful.❤
I want to share with those who knew and loved my Daddy, of which there were a lot, his last half hour. At home, about to begin band practice, my band family was there at the house. The call came in right before the first song was started. It was a text from mom that the nurse had called her to get there ASAP and she wanted me to go right away because she had just stepped out of the shower and would be a bit. I rushed out. I was glad to have had my band family’s support. It was comforting. I went alone. I entered his room and saw his labored breathing. He was uneasy, I could tell. He was fighting. He was a fighter with a strong will and I saw this as no exception. I walked in, just he and I there, and choked back tears. I held him and kissed his cheek and forehead and stroked his hair and prayed. With my touchhe calmed, breathing became calm. I asked Jesus what I should do, tears streaming down my face by now. He said “Sing” like He was right there in the room. So the only song I could think of in that moment was Jesus Loves Me, and I said, “I’m crying. Help me.” And immediately I could sing and sang about four verses while holding him and brushing my fingers through his hair. I stayed calm until I knew he was gone. The nurse came in and confirmed he was off to heaven. And I lost it. I know for a fact I could not have done any of that without Jesus’ help. And I know from experience that Jesus comforts those who mourn and he sure was right there answering prayer and waiting to see His son, my daddy, into heaven. Mom came in shortly after when I was calm again. I was so very blessed to have seen him go to glory. There was no pain and only peace once I prayed. Jesus answers prayer from a humble, sincere and intentional heart. He definitely does. There is no doubt in my mind at all. I wanted to share this. There is nothing on the planet that grows you up faster and changes you forever than losing someone you love. But one bit of comfort is that it is not forever. I will join him one day when God sees fitto change my home from earthly to Heavenly. And I feel closest to Daddy and God when I am out in His world walking, caring for it, serving other people and worshipping God. I am happiest seeing a field or being in one. Makes me feel closer to him and Him. I know Daddy is with Jesus and singing. He’s fix anything broken too, but pretty sure nothing is broke in heaven. But they will sort that out. I will focus so as to be with him one day. You should too. 🙂
“Sing to God; sing praises to his name. Prepare the way for him who rides through the desert,whose name is the Lord. Rejoice before him. God is in his holy Temple. He is a father to orphans, and he defends the widows.” – Psalm 68:4 – 5
I write because God gave me the words. I sing and play because God gave me the song. I dance because God granted me whimsy. I am not brilliant. I try. I am not flawless. I try. I am and I do because of God. It is just that simple. He is the reason for everything.
We are given grapes of trials to ripen our souls. We can eat them happily or at least peacefully, savoring each bite, knowing the health from it will be sweet in time. Or, we can make whine. Whine may seem luxurious and comforting at the onset, but it leaves a bad aftertaste and too much will cause annoyance to others and give you a not so glorious headache. So, I recommend just grabbing and chewing up the grapes of trials as they come to you and treat them as medicine and leave the whine where it lies. You will be through the trial faster and be better for it, stronger, richer. The choice is always yours whether the grapes or the whine. Many, many, many choose the whine. We do not need more whinos in this world. I am reminded of Paul and Silas who were falsely imprisoned. They sang songs and hymns in that jail, choosing the healthy grapes to munch on. And how did they fare? They were a testimony of God’s greatness and did not make whine and annoy everyone. So many people were saved because of their choice. Life is not about us and choosing to whine makes it so. Life and trials often serve a much higher purpose for a reason and as we take our grapes and eat them up, later God will reveal what He was doing there. Sometimes it is to help you or someone else and sometimes it is to set the stage to help you or someone else. Other times, it is just to help foster the kingdom of the way of love and grow it so more of us can go to heaven some day. Only God knows the definitive reason and He is not required to tell us or ask permission. He does tell us it is for good and that He would never give us grapes too hard for us to chew up and swallow. And He has promised to love us and stay with us and come every time we call Him for help. That’s pretty amazing.