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Sing- Five Minute Friday

#FiveMinuteFriday Sing... that time He sang to me in the middle of the night...

Time for this week’s #FiveMinuteFriday and the prompt today is the word ‘sing’. Set your timers and write flat out for five minutes.
Then join us here to link up and share with this great community!

{And…. go.}

I recall a day a couple years ago that was just one of those days that feels all busted up, no matter what you do.

And at around midnight, wide awake and all the stress of that day sitting hard on my heart, and making it hard to breathe, I gathered myself into a much loved quilt and shuffled out to sit in the darkness on the porch in the summer silence.

Tears simmered near the surface, and I curled into my old wicker chair in the shadows, and tried hard to see past the crud of the day to the show of stars dotting the sky with His handiwork.

I needed peace. I needed shelter. I needed Him.

Suddenly lines from a worship chorus spilled from desperate lips into all the still, reflecting how alone and solitary I felt, barely a whisper really. Like when you’re drowning.

I called. You answered. And You came to my rescue and I….”

I couldn’t sing the last line.

My whispered song choked off.

I was busted up inside from anxiety and my depression and tasks failed and promises disabled and things yelled and I’d carried a broken-up feeling all day.

I almost had no strength left to call out to the One who needed to come and rescue.

There isn’t much that can break through that kind of brokeness.

But He’s God.

And He can. In the profound space of something simple, He can.

And with a solid-ness so real it took my breath from me, the Father sang the final line back to me.

“And I, I want to be where you are…”

So clearly that I worried people were going to scramble from sleeping houses in confusion.

So clear it was like He’d settled in the chair beside me and sang into my ear.

A warm deep booming beauty of a Voice singing back His promise to never leave me or forsake me.

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When the Creator King sings over you, it pretty much dispels all chaos, all the built-up awful, and keeps you locked into His rich mercy and gentle grace.

Into His presence.

You have to know, much like being on holy ground, I was locked into my chair, breathless for the better, weeping, wowed.

Scripture says that He sings over us, that He renews us with it and with His love in song.

Sometimes it turns out, He likes to be literally taken at His Word.

And is there in the middle of the broken days, alongside of us.

Our Companion, humming His love song over us.

{And…. stop.}

I know my five minutes is up, but I’m also linking this song… because the minute I hear it, it takes me back to that night on the porch under the stars at midnight curled into my Father as He sang. I pray it speaks to you and fills you up, today!


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18 Comments

  1. Love this, Christine. And what you describe is sort of the story of my life. Music has always been important to me, but these days I find God uses it over and over to minister to me where I am. I’ve also been experimenting with the point, during my morning devotion time, when I pause to listen to worship music. Lately, I’ve been doing it right before I begin my prayer time. Isn’t it amazing how a song – and the simple opening of our own mouth to utter a praise song to Him – begins to break down the walls of that **where I am** in life? Thanks for your words, today!

    • Christine Duncan

      April 21, 2017 at 12:37 PM

      Isn’t it awesome that we belong to a God who uses song to minister to us right where we are, as you say!? I often find myself in the middle of my living room with a powerful worship song busting through speakers and my hands raised… He meets me there and my day instantly changes. So glad to have a kindred like you, Karlene! xxoo

  2. What a lovely post and a moving song! I appreciate your authenticity. Grateful for the chance to learn about Urban Rescue, since I’ve not listened to them before. Blessings!

    • Christine Duncan

      April 21, 2017 at 12:41 PM

      So glad to meet you, Heidi. I only recently discovered their music, and it’s phenomenal. Always powerful lyrics to grab hold of. Blessings and hugs!

  3. That is such a beautiful song — I haven’t heard that one in a long time but the words are wonderful. And it is so healing and comforting to know that God wants to be where we are. That he already is. Thanks for sharing today.

    Jeannie (I’m #23 in the FMF linkup today)

    • Christine Duncan

      April 21, 2017 at 1:40 PM

      Thanks for stopping by with your lovely words, Jeannie, I’m so grateful for this amazing community of writers. We serve such a faithful God! Blessings!

  4. Dear Christine,
    What a beautiful post! And what a beautiful place to be: “under the stars at midnight curled into my Father as He sang.” I have had a similar experience on dark nights in chronic pain and the anxiety that comes with it: HE meets me right there. Even when I can’t see why or how He would want me, in such a state of brokennes, neverthless, there He is, calling me into the arms of His presence. Thank you for sharing these precious words today! Blessings to you!

    • Christine Duncan

      April 21, 2017 at 3:29 PM

      Bettie, gosh, I’m so glad to read those words, how wonderful is the One who calls us to Him exactly when we need Him to. And shows Himself. And gives us all of Himself. I’ll be praying that you sense Him even now, today, and that His healing and strength go with you into the weekend!Blessings and hugs dear friend!

  5. I am so glad the He puts a song on our lips and in our hearts in times of desperation! Thank you for your words and for sharing the link to “Song of My Father.” I had to go back to my post and include it. 🙂 May you wake up each morning with a song on your lips. Visiting from #51 at FMF.

  6. This is lovely, Christine, and so very raw and true. Thank you for this.

    Most of my days are now pretty trashed, but I take comfort in this prayer, originally written by Andre Zirnheld.

    I’m asking You God, to give me what You have left.
    Give me those things which others never ask of You.
    I don’t ask You for rest, or tranquility.
    Not that of the spirit, the body, or the mind.
    I don’t ask You for wealth, or success, or even health.
    All those things are asked of You so much Lord,
    that you can’t have any left to give.
    Give me instead Lord what You have left.
    Give me what others don’t want.
    I want uncertainty and doubt.
    I want torment and battle.
    And I ask that You give them to me now and forever Lord,
    so I can be sure to always have them,
    because I won’t always have the strength to ask again.
    But give me also the courage, the energy,
    and the spirit to face them.
    I ask You these things Lord,
    because I can’t ask them of myself.

  7. Thank you for sharing so honestly. Those days are hard when we cannot find our voice to sing. It’s so heart touching though that when we are in those silent moments that we hear God singing his love to us.

  8. This is a great story, Christine! I love how God draws close to us in just the way we need him to and assures us of his love and presence. The thought of him singing over us is amazing. Thanks for the introduction to the song too. I hadn’t heard it before. Voice is my word for the year so this whole post just ties in so well with things I’ve been reflecting on. Hope you have a lovely weekend.

  9. Christine, this is a beautiful take on the “sing” prompt. I enjoyed your story and applaud your bravery in sharing it. Glad to linkup with you; I’m number 17 at #fmf this week.

  10. Beautiful, both your words and the song! Blessings!

  11. Awww, Christine, I was tearing up in empathy for you. I’ve had those days, recently in fact. How sweet that our Father sang words over you in a way you could hear. He is the all powerful, ever loving Father, isn’t He? Thank you for sharing your story of hope here.

    Have a good weekend!

  12. I love that God meets us in these moments – when we are weary and worn and can’t even speak the words. Usually brings me to tears too because He is just that good. Hugs, sweet friend.

  13. Christine,
    I love you and the God who sings over us! What a beautiful story. Thanks for sharing it with the world and letting us in on your intimate moment with the Father. Really blessed me this morning.
    Praying you continue to sense Daddy singing over you and that His anointing to write come from that intimacy.
    Love ya girl❣️
    ~Sherry Stahl
    xoxo

  14. Christine, Isn’t it amazing what beauty emerges from the darkness? When we feel blind to God’s hand, we must remember that it’s still working. “A warm deep booming beauty of a Voice singing back His promise to never leave me or forsake me.” What comfort! I can resonate with your experience. I had something similar occur a few weeks ago. “There isn’t much that can break through that kind of darkness. But God can.” I’m #64 at the link up.

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