that’s how we’ll win
THIS MORNING I READ ABOUT LIGHTENING STRIKES KILLING OVER 100 IN NORTHERN INDIA. (APPARENTLY THIS IS COMMON DURING HEAVY MONSOON RAINS!) ALTHOUGH WE ARE ENDURING A WORLD WIDE PANDEMIC THE OTHER ‘USUAL’ ATROCITIES CONTINUE TO OCCUR : TERRORISM, RACISM, RIOTING, HUNGER TO NAME BUT A FEW AND IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER OF IMPORTANCE.
I THINK IT’S NOT JUST A MATTER OF SURVIVING PHYSICALLY BUT GETTING THROUGH THIS TIME MENTALLY AS WELL. ADD LONELINESS, ANGER, AND FEAR TO THE EVER GROWING LIST OF THINGS TO BATTLE.
MUSIC AND ART HAVE ALWAYS HELPED ME FIND THE BALANCE IN MY OWN LIFE. BUT FOR ME THESE THINGS ARE CONDUITS TO A ‘CONVERSATION’ WITH GOD, A JOY THAT FILLS ME WHEN I CREATE THAT CAN ONLY COME FROM THE CREATOR.
YOU WOULD LAUGH IF YOU SAW HOW I WRITE MUSIC. I CANNOT HAVE ANYONE IN THE HOUSE ( WHICH WOULD BE DIFFICULT AT THIS TIME IF IT WASN’T FOR THE GOLF COURSES OPENING UP…HA HA) AND I OFTEN SIT BY MYSELF, STARING INTO SPACE FOR HOURS. MY MIND IS ALLOWING THE TUNE TO REVEAL ITSELF TO ME AND AFTER I PLAY IT AND AM SATISFIED WITH THAT PART THEN I SIT THERE AGAIN THINKING ABOUT THE LYRICS. MY BODY MIGHT BE STILL BUT MY MIND IS SWIRLING.
WHEN I PAINT I FIND THAT HOURS AND HOURS CAN GO BY TOO AND I HAVE FORGOTTEN TO EAT ( GOSH! I JUST REALIZED THIS MIGHT BE A GOOD DIET PLAN FOR ME…HA HA) OR DRINK AND I AM JUST IN THE ‘MOMENT’ . IT IS A PEACEFUL , JOY-FILLED TIME. I CAN SHUT OUT THE WORLD FOR A WHILE AND JUST ‘BE’.
AND ALTHOUGH I LOVE THESE 2 THINGS; MUSIC AND ART, I LOVE MY QUIET TIME IN PRAYER EVEN MORE. WITHOUT GOD I WOULD BE LOST. I WOULD BE AFRAID OF THE FUTURE. I WOULD BE NOTHING. THIS GIFT OF FAITH ALLOWS ME TO FIND PEACE TO BE ABLE TO READ ABOUT ALL THE HORRIBLE THINGS GOING ON IN THE WORLD …
(ROMANS 8:28)
I SANG MY NEW SONG, “THAT’S HOW WE’LL WIN” AS PART OF OUR SET LIST AS WE TOURED CANADA WITH OUR MUSIC THIS PAST 2 YEARS.
THAT’S HOW WE’LL WIN
You speak to my heart more than music and art but you’re leading me there today. How can we fight all the terror and fright that we seem to face every day? How can we feel your peace? When will the fighting cease? Let’s keep creating, celebrating, find the beauty in every day. Let’s keep on laughing and praying and meeting our neighbours’ gaze. That’s how we’ll win the game. That’s how we’ll win the game.
At a Paris café some had seen their last day but the world’s seen it all before. So many lives lost for an ungodly cause and another excuse for war. How can we feel your peace? When will the fighting cease? Let’s keep creating, stop hating, see the beauty in every day. Let’s keep on laughing and loving and meeting our neighbours’ gaze. That’s how we’ll win the game. That’s how we’ll win the game.
It’s so easy to fear . It’s so easy to hate . But it’s hard to admit that we’re lost. Let us look to the cross . Let us cry to the King for he loves us at any cost.
Let’s keep creating, celebrating , find the beauty in every day. Let’s keep on laughing and praying and meeting our neighbours’