In Tune
I hear the notes as this song of life plays out, the melody is so familiar to me.....like the voice of an old friend. It beckons me to follow...but this road I've not yet tested. After the last nine years and the sound of the music being so dim....so out of tune, this new sound almost has me lost in its very melody. It reminds me much of the Psalmist David from his moments of desperate cries out to God to songs of praise all compiled into one life story. Oh that we would have a story....but oh how much pain it takes to write from that story. The growth that comes out of that very story. God has not called me out of the darkness of illness to not have hope~even from within my storm....HE was my hope and remains my hope! This music is so new to me.....the song echoes daily in my mind of new life, new hope and new adventures. But I wonder at where this song will lead.....trusting that God's plan is always good, even in the darkest of our times. I trust that God knows the song that He is beginning to write in this new chapter of my life. I can only imagine this new song will be a hit........out of darkness comes so much light! I have learned to trust that what He has began in me that HE WILL and does carry it out unto completion (Philipians 1:6). In my darkest hours when I begged the Lord to end the suffering and to take me home.....he knew that my journey would be the journey that someone else was traveling and that they would need to draw on the strength that I had in the Lord at those moments. Moments where I would clutch my bible to my chest to sleep because I wasn't sure how I would make it until the morning and if I were to not make it I wanted nothing more than to be clung to the very hope of the words that he had written in that book. Songs would echo in my mind........"I can make it to the end.....if I could just see your face"......I would sing this song aloud as I was throwing up from the vertigo......knowing that if he could get me to the end I could just see his face. I hung on to every note.....every ounce of hope in the fact that if I could get to the end I would just see his face. Today my songs are so different....they are the songs of praise. I now hear songs of wonder and awe of how he got me through that race.....of how he carried me through on the days that I was to weak to even stand. Today I sing a new song and today the melodies are being written anew. This song is truly music to my ears. Play it again Lord.....Play it again.
I hear the notes as this song of life plays out, the melody is so familiar to me.....like the voice of an old friend. It beckons me to follow...but this road I've not yet tested. After the last nine years and the sound of the music being so dim....so out of tune, this new sound almost has me lost in its very melody. It reminds me much of the Psalmist David from his moments of desperate cries out to God to songs of praise all compiled into one life story. Oh that we would have a story....but oh how much pain it takes to write from that story. The growth that comes out of that very story. God has not called me out of the darkness of illness to not have hope~even from within my storm....HE was my hope and remains my hope! This music is so new to me.....the song echoes daily in my mind of new life, new hope and new adventures. But I wonder at where this song will lead.....trusting that God's plan is always good, even in the darkest of our times. I trust that God knows the song that He is beginning to write in this new chapter of my life. I can only imagine this new song will be a hit........out of darkness comes so much light! I have learned to trust that what He has began in me that HE WILL and does carry it out unto completion (Philipians 1:6). In my darkest hours when I begged the Lord to end the suffering and to take me home.....he knew that my journey would be the journey that someone else was traveling and that they would need to draw on the strength that I had in the Lord at those moments. Moments where I would clutch my bible to my chest to sleep because I wasn't sure how I would make it until the morning and if I were to not make it I wanted nothing more than to be clung to the very hope of the words that he had written in that book. Songs would echo in my mind........"I can make it to the end.....if I could just see your face"......I would sing this song aloud as I was throwing up from the vertigo......knowing that if he could get me to the end I could just see his face. I hung on to every note.....every ounce of hope in the fact that if I could get to the end I would just see his face. Today my songs are so different....they are the songs of praise. I now hear songs of wonder and awe of how he got me through that race.....of how he carried me through on the days that I was to weak to even stand. Today I sing a new song and today the melodies are being written anew. This song is truly music to my ears. Play it again Lord.....Play it again.

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