Call to Me... and I Will Sing to you

I recently had dinner with a dear friend of mine. She has walked much of my Tennessee path with me, shining lights and holding mirrors. Gently confronting when appropriate. Grieving hopes and dreams together. This night, we shared our experiences with God as we walked through our divorce experiences. Similar, yet different. The similarity is the end point - a sweet, sweet relationship with God. The difference - the path and the means. God has spoken to each of us differently as He has called us into relationship with Himself.

We shared stories, and caught each other up on the events in our lives since we last shared a meal. We laughed and drew pictures and jotted down phrases on the "to go" bag that lay on the table. (One day, we will learn to bring our own paper!!)

"Jeremiah 33:3" she said. "Call out to Me and I will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known". That had been our experience. We had called out to Him with every essence of our being - from the brokenness of our hearts, we had cried out. And He has shown us great things. I continued to read to verse 6: "Behold, I will bring ... health and healing, and I will heal them and reveal to them abundance of prosperity and security". There is nothing that I can add to that but "Amen". It is my experience exactly! (Thank You, God!)

We joked as we left that still had to blog when I got home. She asked "about what?" - "I don't know", I said, "but I am sure I'll find out on the ride home". I pulled out of the parking lot, and turned on the radio. The music started...

"The wind blows hard against this mountainside
Across the sea into my soul.
It reaches into where I cannot hide

Kyrie eleison - down the road that I must travel
Kyrie eleison - through the darkness of the night
Kyrie eleison - where I'm going will you follow
Kyrie eleison - on a highway in the light"


Kyrie eleison - Lord Have Mercy on us. Crying out to God. "Have mercy on us..." Kyrie eleison... I smiled and sang along. I pulled out a napkin that had come with the unsweet tea I had ordered that morning, and started jotting down the title so I would remember when I got home... I would blog about this... Calling out to God... Kyrie eleison. Jeremiah 33:3.

The music continued. The song changed. I listened - then wrote....

"Hold fast
Help is on the way
Hold fast
He's come to save the day
What I've learned in my life
One thing greater than my strife
Is His grasp
So hold fast"

I continued to sing and nod my head and jot down lyrics (and drive!). The next song, I'd never heard before. But the chorus, I loved immediately:

"knowing clouds will raise up
storms will race in
but you will be safe in My arms
rains will pour down
waves will crash all around
but you will be safe in My arms"

Then songs of praise and thanksgiving. YES!

The next song I had signed at church:

"We cry Holy, Holy, Holy...."

I saw before my eyes the sign "cry out" - from the heart to the heavens. Crying out to God. A pouring out of my heart to God. That had been my experience as my head-knowledge shifted to heart-knowledge. At first, it cried out in brokenness and grief. I cried out, and He responded with "great and hidden things" that I had not known. He responded with "health and healing... abundance of prosperity and security". Now, I cry out (most days!) with praise and thanksgiving!

As I turned into my driveway, I recognized the tune that was beginning. I'd heard it for the first time as I pulled out of my driveway that morning. The first song on my way to work:

"If you’re living
If you’re breathing
You got something to say
You know if your heart is beating
You got something to say
And no one can say it like you do
God is love and love speaks through you
You got it, you got it
You got something to say "

We all have something to say. We all have a story to tell.

May I be bold in telling mine.

I have called out... and He has sung to me.