Thursday, 24 March 2011
Listening to some old school tunes from back in the day brings back so many good memories. I find reminiscence is such an effective action remembering how far God has brought me from where I once was, there is so much to be thankful for. For all the years before I was born again proper, I was lost and without a hope there are so many times where God should have given me up as I ran further and further away from him into legalism. It seems the closer God wants us to be, the further we run away. How can we begin to know God by not knowing the depth of our own selfishness?
"....You are so good to me
You heal my broken heart
You are my Father in Heaven"
I remember this Third Day track, it was one of my favourites back in the day.
One of the first albums I owned back in the day was WOW Worship back when they made those, they just release yearly compilation albums now, if anything. I don't keep up with Christian music anymore. "You Are So Good to Me" was the standout for me, Mac Powell's voice was so perfectly raspy I loved it. Music is the bind of a broken heart, there is something so soothing about music that calms the body. David in the Psalms encourages people to praise God through music: "It is good to give thanks to the LORD, to sing praises to your name, O Most High; to declare your steadfast love in the morning, and your faithfulness by night, to the music of the lute and the harp, to the melody of the lyre." Psalms 92:1-3 (English Standard Version) In the morning and night, every moment of the day, it is the antithesis our fast-paced world to just -- stop.
"...You ride upon the clouds
You lead me to the truth
You are the Spirit inside me"
I think back at how hard it is give up everything to God, there is something so strong within my heart that so fights against pursuit of God. In many ways I still do struggle with it a lot. The interaction between what the world expects of me, and what God expects of me is a finer point of faith. But, I still admit I have a bit of angst when I don't get invited to parties or concerts anymore because I am one of dem Christians. Insular is what they expect me to be, but I have to fight this perception daily. The line between where relevance and knowledge meet.
"...You are my strong melody, yeah
You are my dancing rhythm
You are my perfect rhyme
And I will sing of You forever"
Sometimes looking at the journey ahead, there seems so much more to go. I often imagine our lives as if walking among the stars, the path forming beneath our feet. Every moment of our lives we are on the edge of a cliff, but we step out in faith, and time forms under our feet. Stepping into the future known as 2011, we are stepping into unknown territory. How much faith we often forget we possess, when we put on a brave face and say "happy new year". For we don't even know what is coming up, or even if our next step will tear the fabric of time.
"...You poured out all Your blood
You died upon the cross
You are my Jesus who loves me"
There is something so instinctive about touch, the connection of two bodies together into one body. From a hug, our heartbeats become one, and our divisions become one person. Every step we take in this life, into the void that is 2011, we are comforted with touch. Our feet firm against the new time, when the future becomes our present reality. The future is arriving, and only God can give us the covenant eyes to see it through.
"...You are my Father in Heaven
You are the Spirit inside me
You are my Jesus who loves me
You are beautiful my sweet sweet song"
What songs remind you of the past? Is there a value in remembering what God has carried us through? What are some of your important memories?