SING!
Death, sickness, pain.
This world throws it all out there.
And the separation, the heaviness, the discomfort.
When will it end?
My faith is such that we have a conquering Lion and I'm thankful for Lauryn Hill singing it out. The Conquering Lion
Today I read this devotional and have decided I need to pull out the guitar and learn some new chords.
Time to sing, my soul.
"Sing, O barren."
Isaiah 54:1
" We are like flowers in the hot sun, requiring the refreshing shower. In such a condition what are we to do? The text is addressed to us in just such a state. "Sing, O barren, break forth and cry aloud." But what can I sing about? I cannot talk about the present, and even the past looks full of barrenness. Ah! I can sing of Jesus Christ... I can magnify the great love wherewith he loved his people when he came from the heights of heaven for their redemption. I will go to the cross again. Come, my soul, heavy laden thou wast once, and thou didst lose thy burden there. Go to Calvary again....Sing, believer, for it will cheer thine own heart, and the hearts of other desolate ones. Sing on.... A sense of our own poverty drives us to Christ, and that is where we need to be, for in him is our fruit found."
