For as long as I can remember, I’ve woken with a song in my heart. I know it sounds crazy. It’s like my own personal radio. The song can be anything, from some song I haven’t heard in years to the latest radio hits. Sometimes it’s the song chorus, sometimes its the bridge, sometimes just the melody without words. Just this week I began to listen, I mean really listen, to what song is playing again and again in my head.
I’m choosing to chronicle those songs with a visual and a scripture. (screenshot from instagram)
Day 1: “Your love is wild for me”
Day 2: “He whispers in my ear, tells me that I’m fearless”
Day 3: “Every fear, every doubt disappears when you shine on us”
Day 4: “We’re transformed by this one thing, to know your presence, to see your beauty”
Day 5: “Like a might storm, stir within my soul, Lord have your way in me”
Day 6: “You delight in showing mercy & mercy triumphs over judgement”
And today:
Whoomp, there it is… You see, I’ve been running again. Well, not so much actively running because that’s not a thing, but I’ve been avoiding. I’m avoiding my God time. I’m avoiding my writing which feels like the gift it is when the words flow, and it feels like torture in the waiting for God to give me inspired words.
Every post you read here is inspired writing because every time I try to write in my own power, the words are limp and just NO. Those don’t get posted. They seem fake and forced.
I’ve been questioning why I’m avoiding these things and it’s because I worry that if I sit down and begin writing, maybe God won’t show up. I fully realize that he wants me to wrestle with this myself sometimes and really seek him, but what if I actually don’t have anything good or inspiring or real to share?
Then the truth hits me: I don’t. I don’t have anything good or inspiring or real to share without his help.
But wait, there’s good news! If I really seek him and make a habit to seek him regularly, he gives me things to say. When my study time is lacking, so is everything else. I can’t tell you how many times I will have to learn this lesson to really GET it because here I am again.
This is the first morning in months that I have actually gotten up at my “surrender” time: 4:30. He has been nudging me awake for weeks and I would drag out of bed around 5:30 and give it a half-hearted effort. Then today, he nudged me awake with a bit of wind, hail and thunder at 4:08. It’s totally fine. He has to talk to me like that sometimes because I act clueless otherwise.
The storm blew over in just a few minutes, and yes, I thought pretty seriously about going back to sleep for another hour and a half, but I didn’t. I got up. I read my devotional and felt completely uninspired. Please tell me this happens to you too?
Then I listened to what was going on in my head. I heard the distant refrains of “You Make Me Brave.” I was unimpressed. I felt like, “Really? That one is so not new and it’s been one of my favorites that I played so much I’m almost tired of it.” Then I googled it for scripture references and ran across this video about the backstory of the song. I immediately knew that the backstory was exactly what I was supposed to be hearing. In it, Amanda Cook, the writer, shares about how her song writing is actually prophetic for her life. She discovers truths as she writes. Then, she says this,
“Any writing becomes an anthem because somebody took a chance, you know, embraced something and let it embody them and they stewarded the work by becoming it and then, all of a sudden, it gave people courage to actually become it themselves.”
Wow.
That is exactly why I want to write. The words begin as words that are for me and they apply to my life, but I can’t keep them to myself. They are meant to be shared with others! In my crazy ramblings, I hope and pray that you are inspired to dig a little deeper and listen to the actual thoughts in your head.
Are they truth or lies?
Are you running from something? Why?
I’m betting if you dig deep enough, you will find lies from Satan at the core of that avoidance because it’s not God. We know that perfect love drives out fear, so that rules him out.
Identify your lies, find and seek the truth, and then show up. Whatever that means for you. Maybe it’s writing or speaking or singing or leading a group. Maybe it’s being a light for your family, your students, your community… You don’t have to be spectacular, you just have to be willing! Let God’s truth make you brave and just show up.