Today, I woke earlier than normal, made a cup of black coffee, and opened up the headlines to read about everything from school shootings to earthquakes to government struggles to moral decay and thought to myself, ‘What a mess this world is in!’ I lifted up a short prayer and thought back to the sermon and Life Group discussion about Psalm 46.
It’s interesting that the longest book in the Bible is the Psalms, isn’t it? Apparently, music was an important means for God’s chosen of responding to the ups and downs, the highs and lows, the struggles and the victories of life.
The cool thing is that music and the creativity to make it was God’s design in the first place! Those catchy tunes that we find ourselves whistling or humming (or singing in the shower at the top of our lungs), are stored in a special memory bank deep within our minds and are not easily forgotten.
I love old hymns.
Often, I will find myself whistling a vintage tune out of the blue. As I set those headlines aside, I started humming “This World is Not My Home” and couldn’t help but connect the dots with a short chuckle and a sense of peace.
I wonder if the Lord doesn’t sometimes creatively find ways to trigger our memories in ways that soothe the soul.
I’m sure that is what the Psalms did for the ancient Hebrews.
I pray that He puts a song in your heart today!
This world is not my home I’m just a passing through
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue