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 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.A warm deep beauty of a Voice singing back His promise to never leave me or forsake me. #fmfparty Click To Tweet
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.
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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