It’s been nearly 5 1/2 years since Mikail went home to heaven. Grief is a familiar thread in our tapestry of life and we’ve found our new normal, but there are moments where it all floods back as though we just found his lifeless body on the couch. Yes, this is normal and we’ve come to accept that it’s okay.
One of those moments was this Sunday when we were singing a new song by Bethel. It’s a song of worship and I could loudly sing all of the lyrics with much conviction, but when we came to the chorus I was left to leave my tears sing the words in silence as they snuck their way down my face:
oh, my soul, sing to the God of the ages
Sing to the Lord of creation, sing His praise again
And, oh, my soul, sing like the Heavens are waiting
Roar like an army of angels, sing His praise again
Sing to the Lord of creation, sing His praise again
And, oh, my soul, sing like the Heavens are waiting
Roar like an army of angels, sing His praise again
To think that the heavens are waiting and imagine a the roar of an army of angels was so amazing. It’s something I know in my mind, but for it to sink into my soul was overwhelming. Our days on earth are numbered before we are even born:
A person’s days are determined;
you have decreed the number of his months
and have set limits he cannot exceed. Job 14:5
I fully believe this. It’s comforting to know that it is okay to fully live life here on earth and still have the deepest longing for heaven. I also believe that within the deepest depths of grief and hopelessness we can praise and worship God…even if the words and the notes come out in tears rolling down our cheeks.
Whether you are in a season of joy or sorrow, I encourage you to click this link and listen to the lyrics…raise your hands in praise…allow the tears to flow. Worship has so many forms and can break so much bondage we find ourselves in.
(If this speaks to you, I encourage you to also listen to this podcast episode: Worship: The Bondage Breaker)
Living in the Moment 