When life recently threw me a curve ball tht hit me in the face, I felt like all hope was gone. Knowing I couldn’t have a pity party for too long because my daughter needed me, I looked for inspiration anywhere and everywhere. That inspiration came to me in teh memories of the all the old songs we sang at my Granny’s church.
“I Feel Like Traveling On” – “Oh yes, I feel like traveling on…My heavenly home is bright and fair; I feel like traveling on…Cares all past, home at last, I feel like traveling on.”
Okay, I didn’t feel like traveling on, but I know how to “fake it ’til I make it.” I hummed the chorus a few times and felt a bit better. The more I sing it, the more I feel like putting one foot in front of the other. They may only be baby steps, but they are steps forward.
“I Would Not Be Denied” – “Satan said my Lord was gone and would not hear my prayer, but praise the Lord the work is done and Christ my Lord is here…I would not be be denied…’Til Jesus came and made me whole I would not be denied.”
I am a stubborn and defiant soul that always wondered why God made me that way. I know why now. It is so I always fight and remember that God will never turn His back on me or deny me any of His promises.
“Put Your Hand in the Hand” – “Put your hand in the hand of the Man who calmed the waters. Put your hand in the hand of the Man who stilled the sea. Take a look at yourself and you will look at others differently. Put your hand in the hand of the Man from Galilee.”
I am not alone. I have a friend in Jesus and He will never leave me. As long as I attempt to put my hand in His, He will walk with me. Okay, He is carrying me now and that is just fine. He’ll get me to level ground and I’ll be able to walk then.
“Let’s All Go Down to the River” – “Let’s all go down to the river. There’s a Man walking on the water. Come along with me. Don’t you wanna see this Man walking on the water?”
Seeing that Jesus walked on water, I have no doubts He can get me through this. I have to remind myself that “with God all things are possible.” I don’t put my God in a box and limit how He can move on my behalf.
I remember all of those songs from my childhood. It is hard to hear them sang in many of today’s churches. I wish they were. Maybe those who hear them and sing them would feel as inspired as I do and could take a few steps further down their road of life.