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This past Saturday, I said farewell to my son, Michael, who is off to serve a second tour in Iraq. I held my emotions in until I got home because I didn’t want him to see my grief.
My grief is because I was there when he returned in 2006 from Iraq and it was one of the worst years of mine & his life as he continued to re-live the events that took place while in Iraq. We will never understand the horrible atrocities our military people have seen in this war. It is horrible and unimaginable and there seems to be a waiting line at most VA hospitals of young men & women, suffering from PTSD and needing help.
I believe the count is up to 17 of his buddies who have given their lives for their country in Iraq. The rest of his buddies that lived are learning that survival doesn’t stop just because they’re back on American soil and away from imminent danger. The survival of night sweats, nightmares, flashbacks have caused many to fight a different type of battle. Some have resulted suffering from severe depression. I would guess the depression stems from their mind desperately trying to process what they saw and experienced.
I recall a song I wrote for Michael years ago when he was 6 years old. He was so afraid of going into deep water and I wanted him to learn to swim. One day at the pool, I carried him out to the deep water, holding him snugly against me. I could hear whimpers as he grasped tightly to me from his fear.
I always sang to my children when they were afraid, or when they were going through a hard time, or to teach them to enjoy taking baths, or doing chores. I made up silly songs all the time.
So this particular day as we wandered out into the deep water, I sang, “Don’t Be Afraid of Tomorrow”. Now at the time, that was not a song that I knew. I was just making it up as I went.
Years later, while Michael was in Iraq, I wrote him and asked if he remembered this song that I eventually ended up writing and recording on my first CD, JustMel.
It comes from Psalms 91
DON’T BE AFRAID
Dont be afraid of tomorrow. Don’t be afraid of the storm
Don’t be afraid to follow your dreams. The one He placed in your heart
Because He Will Carry You, He will See you through
In the middle of the night when things don’t seem right
He will give you a song, make your feet go on
To run the race ahead, You will be victorious!
Don’t be afraid of the terror by night, the arrow that flies by day
God keeps his eyes on the sparrow, and I know His heart is set on you
Don’t be deceived by the plans and the schemes to draw you off the narrow way
Don’t you Fall…because you’ve been called
Stand up and don’t be Afraid!
God Bless all our children, husbands, spouses and other family members who serve so proudly for us!
Hugs & Blessings,
Every Sunday morning I wake up to my first cup of coffee and my mind is already full of songs. Songs that I will lead our congregation to sing. How do these songs flow together? Are the songs congruent in music, rhythm and words?
I know that seems silly, but it does make a difference to strategically design your Praise service as you’re led by the Holy Spirit, and as you engage your God-given musical skills and abilities. So, I ask the Holy Spirit to use me and guide me to bring the right songs each week.
One Sunday just recently, I was driving to church but felt out of synch. I just couldn’t hear anything definite in my spirit. I felt cold and indifferent. That worried me because I know what power there is in Praise & Worship music. I’ve seen people enter the doors on Sundays looking worn out and beat up from their world and the thoughts in their mind. And I’ve seen those same people begin to smile, clap their hands, cry, lift their hands and sometimes…yes… sometimes, I’ve seen them move their hips and their body with the music. All this, to glorify God. Isaiah 61:3 - He has given us beauty for ashes, oil of joy for mourning and a garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.
I believe so much in what music can do in lives, so it bothered me this particular Sunday, when I felt so unattached to what we were going to sing that Sunday.
Perhaps it was because I had been in corporate meetings all week and had many work-related things on my mind. Nevertheless, as I drove down the road, I prayed, “God, please help me today because I have nothing to give, nothing to sing, and nothing to share”.
And in that moment, so quietly and so calm, I heard HIS voice say, “OH YES! you DO!” You only need to stir up that gift Mel. It’s in your heart and down deep in your soul. Sometimes you just have to wake it up and allow it to come to surface.
So in those moments when we feel dry and distant, remember that the Spirit of God is ever-present in your soul. Just gotta stir it up. oh yes…you DO!