By Sandy Kirby Quandt
Since the LORD is the lord of heaven and earth, tell me, how in the world can we keep from singing? Regardless of what he permits or plans for our lives?
Can the clay pot tell the potter he didn’t get it right? “Uh, this handle seems a little thick. Could you pinch off some of the excess?”
After sharing the news regarding my recent diagnosis of Lupus, I received mixed reactions. Some have been sympathetic. Some have been silent. Some have responded in anger at the very idea.
Like many of you, life events and circumstances have beat me up and spit me out many, many times. When people question with a “Why you?” I respond with a “Why not me?”
Many of you face ordeals that are enough to put someone into an unrecoverable spiral. Yet, by the grace of God, you still stand to face another day.
God is faithful to bring beauty from the ashes. Thank you, Jesus.
Among Pilot’s talents and abilities is his love for playing music. Most evenings, he pulls out one instrument or the other. His songs of praise are an offering to the maker of that music.
When I step outside and listen, the birds’ choruses rise to the heavens. Somewhere in their songs I believe is praise to the Creator.
To my memory, my dad whistled or sang most days. I believe it pleased God to hear Dad express both his pain and joy that way.
One way to express our joy. One way to express our pain. One way to acknowledge the God who is much, much, bigger than we are. The God who holds us in his righteous hand, and will never leave or forsake us.
No matter what the future holds we need not fear, for we know who holds tomorrow.
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But let everyone who trusts you be happy; let them sing glad songs forever. Protect those who love you and who are happy because of you. Psalm 5:11 (NCV)
I wish you well.
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I love this kind of praising God thru singing and praising God.Thank you so much for sending me this song…
Thanks for commenting, Yvonne. I’m glad the song touched your heart. I’ve been walking around for weeks singing this song. How can we keep from singing praises to our LORD?
As always, I’m totally impressed with how much research goes into your writing to be able to come up with truly appropriate and amazing music to support your writing. Another of God’s blessings . . . and you inherited Dad’s whistling habit!
Thanks, Sissy. Truth is, God drops a lot of the songs right in my lap. For his glory, and others’ edification. Can’t play any instruments like you, Butter or Dad but I can, and do, whistle!