The last two weeks have been unexpectedly busy. I didn’t intend to have something to do everyday after school, but as it turns out- I did. Up until today I’ve been getting home and it’s suddenly time to get ready for bed, so I can prepare for another day just like the last.
This morning I woke up and immediately started talking out loud to the Lord. “Lord, I’m really tired. I’m pretty depleted emotionally and physically. Please speak to my heart this morning.” I could smell the coffee brewing in the kitchen and that was motivation enough to get out of bed.
I set about my normal routine of getting coffee and settling in to my favorite chair to read. I read in John 10:10 that, “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.” I always get stuck on that word: abundantly. I think I live an abundant life, but I wonder if I’m living the abundant life Jesus speaks of or merely abundant in the way of material goods, a steady job, and a comfortable life. Not that living abundantly in Jesus can’t include those things.
I then read in Ephesians 1:9-10, “making known to us the mystery of His will, according to His purpose, which he set forth in Christ as a plan for the fullness of time, to unite all things in him, things in heaven and things on earth.” Isn’t it crazy that we get to know the mystery of His will according to His purpose? I can’t even wrap my mind around that.
As I got ready for work, I was still feeling a little- blah. Which when rereading the Scripture I read this morning, I wonder why it didn’t hit me in the same way that just reading it did. Maybe my coffee hadn’t kicked in fully.
I got in the car and started driving to work. The Bluetooth in my car immediately connected with my phone and my work-out playlist began playing. In searching for work-out playlists on different streaming platforms I’ve discovered that my idea of a work-out song is very different from the average person. Most playlists include rap or hip-hop songs, and I would rather run off a cliff than have to listen to either of those genres. I prefer music heavy on the banjo or just songs that I like even if they have a slower tempo.
About midway through my drive, the song “Count on Me” came on. I’ve heard the song a thousand times, but I’ve always listened through the lens of friendship. As I drove through the dark, early morning streets I suddenly heard it as if the Lord were speaking to me. The lyrics are in the video posted below:
I thought it was a good reminder that regardless of my feelings or circumstances, good and bad- I can count on the Lord. He doesn’t change and He has promised to never leave me. So while I was expecting to hear the Lord in one way, He surprised me and spoke to my heart through a song I’ve heard many, many times before, but it felt like I was hearing it for the first time.