Friday, November 20, 2009

I can not remain silent, so I’ll sing.

In vespers a few weeks ago we sang most all of Fannie Crosby’s hymns. She has written several personal favorites. As we were singing I remember one part standing out to me more than the other songs. It was “I sing because I can not be silent.” How beautiful is that!? Sometimes I find myself singing songs out loud. For example at camp this last summer I found myself singing “It’s a beautiful day and I thank God for __________” How wonderful it was to find myself walking around with that song bursting forth, not worrying about who will hear me, how I sound but just singing with all my heart simply because I can not be silent. The rest of those words are just as profound, as you read the words think about what they are saying. Are they true for you? Do you love to proclaim it? When was the last time you found yourself singing out loud because you were in love with your boyfriend/girlfriend or spouse? If you have, think about when was the last time you sang because you were so in love with God.

That last sentence has been on my mind lately. How in love with God am I today? Do I crave time with Him, not necessarily worship but time to talk with Him. Do I prepare myself for our weekly dates or do I just arrive on time for the date? I want to be so in love with God that I cannot remain silent. I want to sing it from the rooftops, because if I don’t then the rocks will.
Redeemed how I love to proclaim it. His child and forever I am.

Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it!
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb!
Redeemed through His infinite mercy;
His child and forever I am.

Redeemed, redeemed,
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb!
Redeemed, redeemed,
His child and forever I am!

Redeemed and so happy in Jesus—
No language my rapture can tell!
I know that the light of His presence
In me doth continually dwell.

I think of my blessèd Redeemer,
I think of Him all the day long;
I sing, for I cannot be silent—
His love is the theme of my song!

I know I shall see in His beauty
The King in Whose law I delight,
Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps,
And giveth me songs in the night.

I know there’s a crown that is waiting
In yonder bright mansion for me,
And soon, with the spirits made perfect,
At home with the Lord I shall be!


Andrea said...

Well said.

the things we learn along the way... said...

i sing that song all summer long too "it's a beautiful day!!!" i remember my first summer i would ask scott kabel almost everyday if we could sing it! i taught it to a family my family had over last night... i like that song... a lot.

sing, because i cannot be silent. this is beautiful... yet thought provoking... we spend so much time making noise! i don't think we spend enough time being silent... we love so much that we are moved to reverent and awe-some silence...

but i know what you mean. there are new lovers who cannot be silent because they are SO excited about their new crush/bfriend/etc...

so why not have that excitement for Jesus?
sing of him all the day long...

i don't care what you say...
you are a very deep woman!
and i always enjoy our conversations!!!

the things we learn along the way... said...

this is an excerpt from a my clever friends blog on the subject of excited 'crushers' i thought you might be amused... read the whole post if you have time... i just added a funny side tangent!

(*Note: To this, I always want to say, “obviously everyone in my life up until this point has been incredibly non-special…I must have missed the memo telling me where all of these ‘special’ people are hiding out. Thanks to your keen detective work, after this conversation I suppose I must now go on the hunt for a ‘special person’ to complete me, because until that occurs it is pretty clear that there is nothing else of value we can talk about. Thank you for bringing this to my attention, because until this conversation, this whole situation completely escaped me.” **Second Note: To people who ask these ridiculous questions: If you have ever been around anyone who has started dating someone, they do not keep this information top-secret. Instead, they shout it from the rooftops, and talk about it to anyone they come in contact with. You will never have to use your spy powers to determine if a person has recently met “someone special”. Just look at their status update on Facebook, and save your interrogation skills to find out when “special people” who have found each other will start procreating {this information is actually not listed on the ‘about me’ section of Facebook}. My secret wish is that anyone who asks this question of single people be required to partake in a conversation with a teenage girl who has met “someone special”, and is forced to listen to an animated transcription of her text messages on the subject. OMG)