Music is a wonderful thing.
It often speaks in ways that words cannot. I’ve noticed that my listening
preferences have come full circle during my high school years – for a while I
liked to really “jam out,” but now I’m back to the slower, more thoughtful
songs that I enjoyed when I was a freshman – only now the lyrics really hit
home. I recently discovered a few songs that spoke to my heart, and
through them I’ve learned some very important lessons – lessons that, while not
new, have to be learned repeatedly. This post admittedly breaks my
pattern – I’m not talking about politics or philosophy or economics.
Don’t worry, I’ll get back to that soon enough; but right now, pardon me while I become a little vulnerable
for the next few paragraphs.
These aren’t in any kind of
order; I’m going to include a portion of the song’s lyrics, then share my
thoughts on it. The titles are links to the songs on YouTube.
(Sidewalk
Prophets)
I don’t know where to go from here – it all
used to seem so clear;
I’m finding I can’t do this on my own.
I don’t know where to go from here –
as long
as I know that You are near, I’m done fighting, I’m finally letting go.
If there’s a road I should walk, help me
find it.
If I need to be still, give me peace for the
moment.
Whatever Your will, whatever Your will…
Can You help me find it? Help me find it…
Life is a journey. Over the past year, I’ve been down what for
me is a long road (though I know in the grand scheme of things it’s not long at
all). Through my college search, I saw a
lot of uncertainty—a lot of bumps in the road—took a few wrong turns, tried to
plan out my life, and then found myself standing still, saying, “Okay God, show
me the way.” I finally gave up trying to
plot my own course and handed my future over to Him, asking Him to make my path
crystal clear. He did it with
scholarships: I signed the contract at Colorado Christian University just a few
short weeks later, without a doubt in my mind that that was where God was
taking me. You might be at an impasse. Just know this: God has a
plan. You might not see it right now,
and His path might not take you where you think you want to go, but it will
take you where you’re supposed to be, without fail. Until God opens the next door, praise Him in
the hallway.
(Josh Wilson)
I have learned that feelings come and go,
And we all know emotions ebb and flow;
Some days I gotta trust what I already know:
That You never let go, You never let go.
There are days I hear You loud and clear,
Like nothing in the world could interfere;
I can sense you deep, deep down in my bones,
And I know I’m not alone, I know I’m not alone.
But when I don’t feel you moving, that doesn’t mean
that you have disappeared;
And when I don’t feel you with me, oh God, that
doesn’t mean you’re not there.
So I keep on believing… faith is not a feeling.
I’ve had those days when I felt
God’s presence in my life, His finger upon me, and His Spirit within me. When I
was at the American Legion Oratorical Competition in Indianapolis last month,
God really looked out for me – he paved the way for me through each
round. I not only saw his handiwork, but felt empowered in an incredible
way as I was speaking; I was even granted opportunities to share his love and
encouragement with some of the other competitors. It was amazing.
But I also have those days when I’m
getting… nothing. It’s like a dead phone line – no signal, no breath of
fresh air. I feel so empty and alone, I don’t know what to do with
myself. I’m in one of those “downs” right now: it feels like He’s not speaking, not doing
anything in me, through me, for me. I
just have to keep choosing to have faith, choosing to trust
what I already know: that my Creator King is there somewhere, and He has a plan
for my future even if I can’t see the whole picture.
When the place that broke inside you will not mend,
and you wander in the dark without a friend;
When the night goes on and on, remember when it all goes wrong that
this is how we know it's not the end.
Sorrow may close a chapter, but the story will end with laughter,
'cause the worst thing is never the last thing – no, the last thing will be the best thing!
As long as God is on His throne, I am carried by the hope that
love will have the final word.
(Jason Gray)
When the place that broke inside you will not mend,
and you wander in the dark without a friend;
When the night goes on and on, remember when it all goes wrong that
this is how we know it's not the end.
Sorrow may close a chapter, but the story will end with laughter,
'cause the worst thing is never the last thing – no, the last thing will be the best thing!
As long as God is on His throne, I am carried by the hope that
love will have the final word.
Relationships are hard.
It takes effort and intentionality to plant the seeds of friendship, and
energy and endurance to tend them. Do we
pay attention to the loner in our midst, or just let them slip through the
cracks? How often do we unknowingly
leave people out or let them feel unwelcome?
How can we know for sure where we belong,
versus where we just end up? How
many close friends is it really possible to have? When should we give up on a seemingly
one-sided relationship?
How do we know who our real friends are?
This is a question I’m pondering as I prepare to
graduate. I’m staying close to home, but
I’ll be saying farewell to a number of my friends who are going out of
state. My heart hurts. See, I'm a bit of an introvert, but I do need people. If I were to give up and quit pursuing
friendships, I would wither and die alone.
I know that if a friendship is real, it won’t be affected by time or
distance… but I don’t know who will care to keep in touch. I’m scared of graduating – We’re
closing a chapter: who will step over the page to walk with me through the
next? I know people can fail me – even the best can let me down; I have
to look to Jesus for my hope and joy. I’m ending this chapter with some
excitement and some sorrow and fear, and trusting that love will have the final
word.
Into Your Hands
(Diamond Rio)
I used to pray, but you know I never listened,
Always expecting I'd get my way in the end.
All of this time, you were there patiently waiting,
Loving me, faithfully laying your grace over me.
Time and again I've been hangin' on tight;
I'm losing my grip on the life I thought was mine.
Into your hands I'm gonna let it all go;
A part of this man is longing for you,
'Cause you know
What I feel, where I stand, where I'll be, who I am.
I give it all into your hands.
(Diamond Rio)
I used to pray, but you know I never listened,
Always expecting I'd get my way in the end.
All of this time, you were there patiently waiting,
Loving me, faithfully laying your grace over me.
Time and again I've been hangin' on tight;
I'm losing my grip on the life I thought was mine.
Into your hands I'm gonna let it all go;
A part of this man is longing for you,
'Cause you know
What I feel, where I stand, where I'll be, who I am.
I give it all into your hands.
This
is one of those lessons I have to keep learning – one of those reminders that I
need over and over again. Two years ago,
at the end of my sophomore year, I thought I knew where I was going. I was playing softball at the local high
school, teaching piano lessons, involved in various music competitions, and
planning to major in music education.
Then I started speech and debate – rather, my parents decided I was
going to start speech and debate. To say
that I was disinterested would be a major understatement. It was the last thing I wanted to do, but my
parents didn’t know that until much later, because I conducted an experiment. I decided to let go of my will and step
outside of my comfort zone: trust my parents, trust God, and see what might
happen. I soon found myself smack in the
middle of the best thing that has ever happened to me. Because of speech and debate, I’ve found my
true interests and passions – all the pieces of my education and upbringing
have come together – had a ton of fun, and gotten to know some very special people. I let go of what I thought I
wanted, and God handed me what was really best for me.
Now I
have to let go again. I’ve been holding
on tight to my idea of what life should look like, holding on to times that are
changing and people that are leaving me (literally, emotionally, or… both). Everything is changing, but it’s been this
way before: I’ve seen change, I’ve been afraid of the unknown, and I’ve seen
God work it all out. Change always hurts,
but it hurts a whole lot less if we don’t hold on so tight and fight it so hard. I’m stepping out of my comfort zone
again. I’m losing control. I’m letting go.
(The Afters)
Living and dying, laughing or crying,
If we have the whole world,
or have nothing,
or have nothing,
I know there are long nights,
but we’ll make it –
but we’ll make it –
With every sunrise comes a new light
And all of the things that make us
feel like we have it all.
feel like we have it all.
All of the times that make us realize
we have it all.
I
have so much to be thankful for! It’s easy to forget, in all of our
day-to-day frustrations and trials, just how good life really is. Some
days seem full of nothing but annoyances, and I catch myself wanting out; but this song reminds me to be
thankful for the little things and enjoy life right here and now – my own
beautiful backyard, the crabapple tree that I’ve climbed so many times that I
know every knot and twig, my little siblings playing with Legos (those hurt
like nothing else when stepped on in the dark – I don’t have to be thankful for
the Legos, but for the dear kiddos who play with them!), Mom’s delicious
cooking and last night’s leftovers that become today’s lunch, each time my
brother and I have the same thought at the same time, my sister struggling to
learn a new song on the piano… every precious little moment that makes life
what it is. Life is changing dramatically over the next couple of months;
I’m apprehensive, excited, sad… I have to remind myself not to wish away this life
too quickly, because days will come when I will want it back.
(Rodney
Atkins)
I wanna live with no excuses, and love with
no regrets,
Take the bad with the good, and know I did
my best.
Walkin’ in the sunshine and dancin’ in the rain,
From the rockin’ of the cradle to the rollin’
of that long black limousine.
I came in this world with nothin’, and that’s
how I’ll leave someday;
All that I’ll take with me is the love I
gave away.
It’s love that makes the difference, from a
pauper to a king,
From the rockin’ of the cradle to the rollin’
of that long black limousine.
I wanna love the life I’m livin’,
And live the life I dream…
From the rockin’ of the cradle to the rollin’
of that long black limousine.
This is another country song. I like country songs – sometimes. Country songs aren’t always depressing – this
is a happy, encouraging one that really speaks for itself. I don’t need to say much about it, except
that it reminds me to live life to its fullest.
Say what needs said, do what needs done.
You never know if today might be your last day – or someone else’s. This keeps me going, keeps me pursuing
friendships and caring about people even when it’s hard. Enjoy life.
Enjoy people. Live with no
excuses, and love with no regrets.
There. Now you know me a good deal better than you
did a few paragraphs ago. There are, of course, many more songs that make
me sigh or laugh or cry, but this is a pretty good representation of the styles I enjoy and the messages that I find important. I hope you enjoyed my rant… perhaps
you’ll find hope and joy in these songs as well. The bottom line: live life to its fullest today, and trust God to handle tomorrow.