Last night, the staff was out in the pavilion doing some singing and even though I wasn’t looking for inspiration, it’s hard to ignore it when it slaps you in the face. I forget who gave the selection, that’s immaterial, but as a result of a recent post, the 2nd verse caught my eye. I’ll just write the entire song here:
Be still, my soul; the Lord is on the side.
Bear patiently the cross of grief of pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, the heav’nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All no mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
Be still, my soul; the hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord;
When disappointment, grief and fear are gone;
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed, we shall meet at last.
Be Still, My Soul. Words by Katharina von Schegel. Music by Jean Sibelius.
More random thoughts coming.
If one just looks around in the hymnbooks that are in churches, seemingly the majority of the songs have at least some mention of allowing God to lead, trusting in Him or some sentimental feeling like that. I’m not knocking it except I think it maybe over superfluous. Here is my premise for saying so. If my recent life has been relatively smooth and I haven’t had a circumstance that causes me to personally cry out to God, I can sing that text in a detached way and it is just a piece of music. But, when something has happened that causes me to seek God’s will and direction, cry out to Him for help or has caused me to rail against Him for His allowing circumstances to happen, some of these pat answers become personal.
When one has met God in spirit and received personal comfort, the storm stills. In comparison to the storm, the silence of that peace is almost deafening. This cocoon of peace can be almost other-worldly. Don’t get me wrong. Just because I have peace since this recent storm, this does not mean that my desires are completely removed. And although I prefer to not think of myself as being fatalistic, my current thinking does mirror fatalism. I’ve already said this phrase, Let the chips fall where they may; I must play the hand I’m dealt. I know that there maybe flaws with that statement but now is not the time to debate that. My point is this: irregardless of my dreams and ambitions, I’m not guaranteed to receive what I want. Therefore, it is up to me, with God’s help, to live my life to the best of my abilities. And whatever happens, happens. It’s in God’s will and timing. THAT is what I have the ultimate peace and highest confidence in.