"He is jealous for me...."
It's 2:30am and I am awake. I have a David Crowder Band song running through my head, intertwined with analogies. Why does my brain work like this? Don't know. But I do know God has made me this way for a reason. So, I am up and typing on my I-phone. It's slower than the computer, but that helps me to develop my thoughts as I type. So, enjoy the song lyrics in quotations, and I hope you'll enjoy the analogies as well.
Proverbs says a woman's hair is her crowning glory. I have a lot of hair, and when my hair leaves my head , it clogs my drain. (Or litters my floor, aaaargh). If unity starts at the head and runs down, if it crowns the Body, then it's like my hair. When we're all together, it's beautiful. A head full of glorious hair. When we are separated from the head, it just clogs the drain. And leaves the head balding.
"love is a hurricane, I am the tree...."
The song that's playing is His song. Music is made of notes. Melodies and harmonies. Themes (I'm thinking classical music). If we are all on board, playing the song He wrote, it is a masterpiece of salvation for the world, a magnum opus. It's a Gospel song. A deliverance song. A healing song. A song that draws others into His embrace. I played the clarinet in a band for years. There's nothing like the tension of that moment when the conductor raises his baton, the quiet, taut with the expectation of the first notes. Where will the music take us?
And there's nothing as horrendous as the clashing cacophony of discord if each musician plays the wrong note. Sometimes in life we don't like the notes on our page and we want to play something else. The tempo is not to our liking. The key is difficult to play, requiring too much practice. Darn if I shouldn't be in first chair! What song has The Composer written? Songs are a journey of sound, of movement, of emotion. What song am I playing for others to hear?
"if grace is an ocean, we're all sinking."
It's the greatest story ever told. We are the words, perfectly crafted to sit on the page and express Him to all who will read. If we move from our place, the story gets garbled, confused. Have you ever read a book with a typo in it? Such lengths went to publish the book, to edit it, and there's a typo. If you're a person who loves to read, you get how distracting that can be. My eye keeps going back to it, wondering why it's there, editing it in my mind. Irritated that I paid good money for a book where someone didn't care enough to edit carefully. Letters and words out of place can distract from the storyline, at best. Or they bring confusion to the reader. At worst, the reader walks away, not willing to wade through the words to make sense of them. The story our lives are writing should be simple, clear, and easy to read. "The Gospel For Dummies".
So there you go. What story is your life telling?
Now go have a great hair day. :)
It's 2:30am and I am awake. I have a David Crowder Band song running through my head, intertwined with analogies. Why does my brain work like this? Don't know. But I do know God has made me this way for a reason. So, I am up and typing on my I-phone. It's slower than the computer, but that helps me to develop my thoughts as I type. So, enjoy the song lyrics in quotations, and I hope you'll enjoy the analogies as well.
Proverbs says a woman's hair is her crowning glory. I have a lot of hair, and when my hair leaves my head , it clogs my drain. (Or litters my floor, aaaargh). If unity starts at the head and runs down, if it crowns the Body, then it's like my hair. When we're all together, it's beautiful. A head full of glorious hair. When we are separated from the head, it just clogs the drain. And leaves the head balding.
"love is a hurricane, I am the tree...."
The song that's playing is His song. Music is made of notes. Melodies and harmonies. Themes (I'm thinking classical music). If we are all on board, playing the song He wrote, it is a masterpiece of salvation for the world, a magnum opus. It's a Gospel song. A deliverance song. A healing song. A song that draws others into His embrace. I played the clarinet in a band for years. There's nothing like the tension of that moment when the conductor raises his baton, the quiet, taut with the expectation of the first notes. Where will the music take us?
And there's nothing as horrendous as the clashing cacophony of discord if each musician plays the wrong note. Sometimes in life we don't like the notes on our page and we want to play something else. The tempo is not to our liking. The key is difficult to play, requiring too much practice. Darn if I shouldn't be in first chair! What song has The Composer written? Songs are a journey of sound, of movement, of emotion. What song am I playing for others to hear?
"if grace is an ocean, we're all sinking."
It's the greatest story ever told. We are the words, perfectly crafted to sit on the page and express Him to all who will read. If we move from our place, the story gets garbled, confused. Have you ever read a book with a typo in it? Such lengths went to publish the book, to edit it, and there's a typo. If you're a person who loves to read, you get how distracting that can be. My eye keeps going back to it, wondering why it's there, editing it in my mind. Irritated that I paid good money for a book where someone didn't care enough to edit carefully. Letters and words out of place can distract from the storyline, at best. Or they bring confusion to the reader. At worst, the reader walks away, not willing to wade through the words to make sense of them. The story our lives are writing should be simple, clear, and easy to read. "The Gospel For Dummies".
So there you go. What story is your life telling?
Now go have a great hair day. :)
