Our Song

Life has felt very heavy lately. Utter devastation from a hurricane, people panicking because of  a port strike, rumors of war, people grieving, and so many with serious medical issues. Add to that an election year and it’s a recipe for anxiousness. I don’t generally struggle with anxiety but, as someone with the gift of empathy, I have wakened up early a number of days with a heavy heart and sick feeling in my stomach.

Benji called me recently to tell me a funny Arrow story. That kid is a trip so there is no shortage of funny Arrow stories, but this one hit different. Benji had been putting Arrow to bed and was singing him a song. He got a few lines in and Arrow told him to stop. Benji kept singing and Arrow again told him to stop. Benji asked him what was wrong and Arrow said, “That’s NayNay’s song!” Confused, Benji resumed singing only to be told again to stop because it was NayNay’s song. Benji realized it must be a song I sing to Arrow when I put him to bed and he didn’t want anyone else singing it. I’m sure it was probably annoying to Benji to have his singing interrupted over and over, but how happy it made my heart to hear that  Arrow knew “our” song.

Yesterday was one of those days that I woke with an angst in my soul. I went to church and began to engage in the worship time. These were the words we were singing to Him when I felt a peace creep across me…

Who else would die for our redemption?

Whose resurrection means I'll rise?

There isn't time enough to sing of all You've done

But I have eternity to try

With a thousand hallelujahs

We magnify Your name

You alone deserve the glory

The honor and the praise

Lord Jesus

This song is forever Yours

A thousand hallelujahs

And a thousand more

As I sang those words I remembered Zephaniah 3:17…

For the Lord your God is living among you.

    He is a mighty warrior.

He will take delight in you with gladness.

    With his love, he will calm all your fears.

    He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.”

He reminded me of Benji’s encounter with Arrow and I instantly sensed an encouragement to keep singing “our” song because as I was singing to Him, He was singing it back to me. He was taking delight in me. He was calming my fears and He was rejoicing over me. It didn't change any of the circumstances that had my emotions churning, but it changed me and it calmed me. 

The battles we see raging around us are ultimately spiritual battles and He IS the mighty warrior in our midst. He CAN be trusted and, if you read the end of the story He DOES win so...                                    

just keep singing!!!!