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Help Me Find It

 

I don’t know where to go from here
It all used to seem so clear
I’m finding I can’t do this on my own

I don’t know where to go from here
As long as I know that You are near
I’m done fighting, I’m finally letting go

I will trust in You
You’ve never failed before
I will trust in You

If there’s a road I should walk
Help me find it if I need to be still
Give me peace for the moment
Whatever Your will, whatever Your will

Can you help me find it?

I’m giving You fear and You give faith
I giving you doubt, You give me grace
For every step I’ve never been alone

Even when it hurts, You’ll have Your way
Even in the valley I will say
With every breath, You’ve never let me go

I will wait for You
You’ve never failed before
I will wait for You

If there’s a road I should walk
Help me find it if I need to be still
Give me peace for the moment
Whatever Your will, whatever Your will

Can you help me find it?
Can you help me find it?

I lift my empty hands
(Come fill me up again)
Have Your way my King
(I give my all to You)

I lift my eyes again
(Was blind but now I see)
‘Cause You are all I need

 

Not A One-Time Event

PearlThe concepts of service and sacrifice have been a part of my life since I was young. When I moved away from home at 14, I got my first taste of both. At first, though, there wasn’t really much of either service to God or sacrifice. It was more an experience … fun and exciting and new. Learning about God and others and myself. Growing up a little more. Making friends.

When I felt the “call to India” at 15, the concept grew a little more clear, and more poignant. When I was 16 and actually moved to India, and my best friend died half a world away, in my mind I tangibly felt God pull the rug of companionship and kin out from under me. I knew it was for a reason but that didn’t make it easier.

When I was 18, I visited my family for a short time before returning to India, and upon arriving back in India, I suffered from depression for months … and never told anyone how I was feeling. I never felt so alone.

Year after year, experience stacked upon experience. I had my Mount Moriah moments, where I felt too much had been asked of me … yet I received back in return more than I could hope. I also had my Garden of Gethsemane moments, where I asked for the cup to pass untouched.

But not a single sorrow or heartbreak or sacrifice would I trade now, for all that has been given to me in return.

I’m 31, and have a wonderful and loving husband, talented and beautiful children, work that I love, goals I am chasing after with a passion, a home, friends and family nearby. God has blessed me beyond measure.

So that’s a little bit about me and a touch of my experience with both service and sacrifice. That’s why, when I heard the song by Sidewalk Prophets, “You Can Have Me,” it struck a chord deep inside.

If I saw You on the street
And You said come and follow me
But I had to give up everything
All I once held dear and all of my dreams

Would I love You enough to let go
Or would my love run dry
When You asked for my life?

Telling the Father of Love, “You can have me” is not meant to be a one-time event. I ask myself, what would my response be if He once again asked me to give up everything? For some reason, I don’t think in those terms much anymore … I gave. He gave back to me. End of story.

But is it?

Or is that perspective the very thing that so often makes our love for God unmoving? Unconsuming?

May the prayer of my heart be, as the song goes …

I will love You enough to let go
Lord, I give you my life
I want to be where You are
I’m running into Your arms
And I will never look back
So Jesus, here is my heart

You Can Have Me

Some songs I hear seem to merge into my being, and it becomes a theme of sorts during that stage in my life.

Other songs, rather than fitting into a stage of my life, seem to expand and actually be part of the overall theme of my life.

That’s the case with this song. My husband bought me a Sidewalk Prophets CD when we saw them perform at the Rock ‘N’ Worship Roadshow in 2012. We would listen to the CD in the car, and I never listened closely to the words of this song until one day I heard the phrase while I was driving:

When did love become unmoving?

When did love become unconsuming?

For some reason it struck a chord in me. Love isn’t meant to be either of those … but so often it is. So I listened closer and the words of the whole song are amazing. On Thursday, I’ll try to write more about why the lyrics of the whole song seems to flow along with certain recurring themes of my life.

Listen to the song. Think of how it pieces together with your experiences of love, life, faith, and the Father.