Approach each new day with desire to find Me. Before you get out of bed, I have already been working to prepare the path that will get you through the day. There are hidden treasures strategically placed along the way. Some of the treasures are trials, designed to shake you free from earth-shackles. Others are blessings that reveal My Presence: sunshine, flowers, birds, friendships, answered prayers. I have not abandoned this sin-wracked world; I am still richly present in it.
Search for deep treasure as you go through this day. You will find me all along the way.
I’d like to introduce you to one of my friends, Mrs. Kee. Mrs. Kee, or Taylor as I have known her for several years, is a recent graduate of Harding and the daughter of my friends Steve and Donna. When Taylor was in school, I loved seeing her smile and hearing her enthusiasm for all things Harding and life in general.
I recently found her blog and it encourages me just as much as she always has. It’s just HER. It’s her excitement and enthusiasm and interest in life. It has encouraged me to give real blogging another shot instead of just responding to the most recent “30 of your favorite whatevers.”
So please, stop by and see Taylor. I hope you’ll love her as much as I do. I’m sure you will.
Again, I would have to say that almost every song reminds me of SOME place. That’s what I do. I peg people, places, and happenings to the music that I love.
But today I will share this simple but beautiful instrumental piece. It reminds me of Italy because I listened to it on the way to and from while I was on the plane. It was calming, soothing, helped me sleep a bit and set the tone for the beauty that I would soon see.
OK. I’m seeing problems with this whole 30-day song challenge. When music is the language of your soul, EVERY song reminds you of someone and EVERY song makes you happy and EVERY song makes you sad.
So good grief. A song that reminds you of someone. OK. This song reminds me of my son Caleb because we have SO MUCH FUN playing it on Just Dance
And he’s never beat me. 🙂
Just way too many memories associated with this one. I will most likely never be able to sing my way through it without crying.
How about two? Both from one of my favorite musicals?
I love how the potential conflict becomes an even more beautiful dance. This scene always makes me want to be Russian. Or Jewish. Neither of which would make my mom very happy. Ha!
Not to be outdone by this one: (you may have to turn your volume up. I did.)
This one just makes me happy because it’s so AMAZING!! I love watching them on their knees, kicking up the dust as they go. Toward the end the phrase, “whirling dervish” always comes to mind.
So many to choose from.
I will probably make enemies with my selection.
Here are my reasons:
- I don’t know many American Christians — the people who typically sing this song — who only have a “cottage below” or just “a little silver and a little gold.” Even if we feel like we’re struggling to pay our bills, we usually have more stuff than we know what to do with.
- I long for a righted world as much as anyone else does, but not for a mansion. I want to be in Jesus’ presence. I want to see his face. I want to be able to touch and know this being I have come to love so much. I want the barriers of this world removed, not just a glitzier, shinier version of the here and now.
- “Don’t think me poor or deserted or lonely.” Really? If you don’t feel that way, then stop complaining so people won’t think you are. Instead of whining about what may or may not be wrong in your life, tell people what’s good. God blesses each of us every day in ways we seem to not even notice. Slow down, intentionally look at your life and notice just how much you really do have.
I fully realize that there are struggles in the here and now. I realize that scripture even uses physical metaphors of gold and jewels to describe our eternal home and that Jesus promised that he was going to prepare a place for us. I just wonder if those glitzy descriptions don’t speak to one of the lower parts of our human natures — our desire for wealth — rather than our better parts. Are we so riches-focused that God realized that would be an effective way to describe Heaven? If so, that is a sad commentary on what we value.
Find out how much God has given you and from it take what you need; the remainder is needed by others. … St. Augustine
So I will gladly relinquish my mansion on the hilltop to the single mom who raised 5 children in a 2 bedroom apartment or the homeless family who couldn’t even get food stamps because they lived in their car and didn’t have a physical address. I just want to be in God’s presence and hear his voice. If that happens, I’ll sleep in a sleeping bag under the stars. No problem.