There's something about hymns.
There's something so raw and so sweet about the words that the those in the faith crafted together line by melodious line decades ago.
I'm listening to Come Thou Fount by Page CXVI and I am amazed.
I am amazed that the words written from the hearts and souls of our Christian brothers and sisters from so many years ago still stir my heart and my soul.
I want that.
I want to live in a way so raw and so sweet and so from God that it still blesses people so many years later.
Paul says that our lives are epistles, books, read by men. If I could pick, I would pick a hymnal. I would sign up to be a hymnal.
You know what you find when you look up "hymn"?
Hymn=a song of praise or thanksgiving to God or a deity
Well, that sounds great to me. I want my life to be a hymnal. I want my life to full of praise and thanksgiving to God. The one and only TRUE GOD.
Some pages start with sadness, grief, confusion, but they all end in praise and thanksgiving and that's how I want to live my life.
It's the last two weeks of school. True story. It's a very stressful two weeks. Again, true story. Winter will not stop terrorizing us. True story. I have very little money fundraised. I have very little money in my bank account. I miss my family and my friends back home. True. True. and True.
And so my soul connects to the rawness of the song that says "I need thee, O I need thee, every hour I need thee…"
But I also know that God is a great God. God is a faithful God. God is my friend. God is merciful and compassionate. God is just. God is loving. God is my God and so I will yet praise Him.
And so my soul connects to the sweetness of the song that says, "Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him at his word…"
