I Heard It In A Song…

As I was driving today I heard an old song by Sara Groves that I hadn’t heard before. The lyrics were so deep and thought-provoking that I came home and looked them up.  There is this one part where she says:

“…I thought it would be hard to believe in, but it’s not hard at all

To believe I’ve sinned
And fallen short
Of the glory of God

He’s not asking me to change in my joy for martyrdom
He’s asking to take my place
To stand in the gap that I have formed
With His real amazing grace…”

It was a beautiful reminder to me of how simple the Gospel is for me to believe. It isn’t about me doing anything except understanding that I’m sinful (which is pretty easy for me and everyone else to see). The beauty of it is that Jesus is my hope. All I have to do is to be. That simplicity draws me back to worship every time.

Here’s the song lyrics for you to think on yourself. May you ponder anew friends.

By Sara Groves

 
Dress down your pretty faith, give me something real
Leave out the Thee and Thou and speak to me now
Speak to my pain and confusion
Speak through my fears and my pride
Speak to the part of me that knows I’m something deep down inside

I know that I’m not perfect, but compare me to most
In a world of hurt in a world of anger I think I’m holding my own
And I know that you’ve said there is more to life
No I am not satisfied
But there are mornings I wake up and I’m just thankful to be alive

I’ve known for quite a while that I am not whole
I’ve remembered the body and the mind, but dissected the soul
Now something inside is awakening
Like a dream I once had and forgot
And it’s something I’m scared of and something I don’t want to stop

I woke up this morning and realized
Jesus is not a portrait
Or stained glass windows
Or hymns
Or all the tradition that surrounds us

I thought it would be hard to believe in, but it’s not hard at all
To believe I’ve sinned
And fallen short
Of the glory of God

He’s not asking me to change in my joy for martyrdom
He’s asking to take my place
To stand in the gap that I have formed
With His real amazing grace

And it’s not just a sign or a sacrament
It’s not just a metaphor for love
The blood is real and it’s not just a symbol of our faith

Fall Sickness Came Quick!

A little over one week ago, my friend’s children began to drop like flies. One by one, they fell. Their symptoms were similar but some worse than others. I watched and waited for one of my kids to catch something. After a week, I began to think maybe I was in the clear. Then, the baby got a low grade fever. Hmmm…..but she also got 4 new molars. Ouch. So I still thought we were safe. Then yesterday afternoon she fought her nap and was a mega grump. When she woke up, her voice was hoarse and raspy and she had a fever. Stink.

As the night progressed, she got more hoarse. Have you heard a 1.5 year old talk when they are hoarse and raspy? It’s freakin’ adorable. Jeremy and I melted into pools of compassion as she croaked out her requests and told us “owie-owie” and pointed at her throat. Poor baby!

Poor baby was so miserable when she woke up this morning!
Poor baby was so miserable when she woke up this morning!

During the night, we heard her coughing a barky cough. She was so tired and miserable she didn’t even wake up as she whistled and croaked. This morning when she woke up…oh man. We couldn’t get Motrin in that girl fast enough! Usually I let fevers play out and am leery to give fever reducers too soon. But I knew she was in pain. Have I said poor baby? As she sat in our bed like a zombie this morning, Chase donated his beloved puppy to her to make her feel better. That’s her holding it in the photo above! Her brothers felt so sorry for her today and were the best of nurses to her.

The fall sickness came on quick this year. I’m a bit nervous for what this means for the rest of us! I’ve never been one to schedule flu shots for my kids and so far they’ve been fine. We usually aren’t sick that often. But with Chase in preschool this year, I’m thinking we should all get them. I’m remembering puke-geddon of February. Ehhh….shudder.