Yesterday, was there a song? Today, what is your song? It’s the key out of the dungeon of darkness. I am convinced that the song of worship on my heart are the literal ‘eagle’s wings that help me to mount up and run and not be weary and to walk and not faint.’ (Is. 40:31).
If you don’t have a song today, ask Him to give you one. Because the sounds of the day-to-day are filled with resistance, and complaint, and impatience, and challenge. We need a song! It’s the key out of the dungeon of darkness and it is the light to truth and life.
I believe music is God’s breath of heaven for our earth weary souls, music is like a rainbow – it’s glorious! Music is ‘somewhere over the rainbow’ and it comes ever near and lifts us on the ‘chimney tops’ where ‘trouble melts like lemon drops.’
Be still, no matter what horrible circumstances surround you, and worship God.
He gave His life,…for our sin? Who would do that? Who would want all our garbage and failures? No one, except Jesus. To think, He came because He knew we messed up and had no hope for life, that we were all destined to die because of our sin.
But He gave His life instead of asking for ours. On the cross, Jesus said, without a word,
“I love you.”
We cry out, “Bow the heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains and they shall smoke.” (Ps. 144:5). Or, in other words, “Make Yourself near to us”, but how incredible it is, that we discover that He DOES, the minute we worship. He comes down and touches the mountains of problem that we have and makes them like smoke, as His face becomes ever so near. OK, so the problems are not always gone, but He inhabits our praises, and they just don’t destroy us anymore – but we can say,
“The mountains melt like wax at the presence of the LORD.” (Ps. 97:5).
It’s a mystery. The words of this old, timeless, (unknown to me melody-wise) hymn speaks it exactly:
God Moves in a Mysterious Way, by William Cowper, 1615, “God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.”
“Deep in unfathomable mines Of neverfailing skill He treasures up His bright designs, And works His sovereign will.”
“Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.”
“Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.”
“Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His work in vain; God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain.”
And how wonderful for those that just don’t sing. To think that just reading the words to this old hymn, my attitude is transformed from fret to faith!
So, we must remember, when in the morning we seem to walking toward the dungeon of gloom and worry, to remember the key: “It is good to give thanks to the LORD, And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High; To declare Your lovingkindness in the morning, And Your faithfulness every night, …Ps. 92:1,2.
There it is – we need a song for the morning and a song for the evening, or maybe just the same song – the main thing is,
We’ve got to keep singing a song! So, for those that are going blank, why don’t you start out with an old favorite, “Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so…” It’s a timeless treasure, because it doesn’t matter how old and sophisticated you become, it is always true that ‘we are weak and He is strong!’
And guess what happens? The mountains, they start melting!