| | Leave it alone, don't analyze 'Cause love can be your lullaby But love can be your hurricane too And love can take your breath away But love can leave you lonely and blue Oh, what's a heart to do? Oh, what's a heart to do?
Why be afraid No reason to hide Take the chance Put it all on the line Draw in a deep breath and throw open the door 'Cause that's what a heart is beating for Yeah, that's what a heart is beating for Beating for, beating for
(Song: "That's What a Heart is Beating For" by Chris Rice) (By the way, I hate blogs that where people post lyrics and just let the song "speak for itself." I don't read blogs for lyrics, I read them for personal thoughts. That being said, I guess I will hate my own blog. Eh, that's ok- I'm writing for my sake today anyway.) So, hurricanes. Today a friend told me that a hurricane just swept through my life and then left, and when I left for lunch this song was shuffled into my playlist. Ironic, huh? Love can be your lullaby but love can be your hurricane too. Pretty accurate. Has anyone ever sung you a lullby? When I get alone with Jesus and still my soul, I usually picture myself as a little girl crawling up in his lap and resting on his chest. He sits in a rocking chair (mind you, a very manly throne-like rocking chair :) ) and he hums and strokes my hair and rocks. I'm not sure what song he is humming, but to my ears, it is soothing- like a lullaby. I don't go to sleep; I just listen and think that I am the safest and most content person in the world. Love can be your lullaby. But love can be your hurricane too. This is not so fun. Hurricanes approach fast and hard and leave devasting effects long after they're gone. How can love be that way? You've heard the saying, "Better to have loved and lost than to never love at all." I've been trying to figure out if I agree with that. Loved and lost- ouch, that hurst really bad. Wouldn't it be better to never know love and never know the pain of losing it? Sounds good... but it's just lacking something really big, ya know? It bypasses the heart's desire to give itself away. Chris says, "that's what a heart is beating for." Yeah, he's right. It can be beautiful and still and content and safe; and it can also be tumultuous and risky and sometimes devastating. I wish it were just the first one. I don't like risks. But my heart compels me to love even when it is risky. Love costs something (that's in the rest of Chris's song)- mainly ourselves. This is the stuff of the heart! Do we not honor the stories that speak of sacrificial love? King David sacrificed to the Lord by buying Ornan's threshing floor. When Ornan offered it to him free of charge, King David said, "No, but I will surely buy it for the full price; for I will not take what is yours for the LORD, or offer a burnt offering which costs me nothing." (1 Chronicles 21:24, NASB) This verse does not specifically speak of love, but I believe that anytime we sacrifice for another, we are loving because we are placing the needs or desires of someone else above that of our own. This is the language of love. And so I guess it goes without saying that if we are going to speak the language of love, we are going to sacrifice. And if we are going to sacrifice, we run the risk that the sacrifice may be ignored or go unnoticed. I believe that this is a risk worthy of taking, even though my self-preservation screams against it. I'm so thankful that Jesus didn't listen to self-preservation. I should take my cues from Him. :) Well, I think that's all I have for today- didn't quite mean to go into all of that, but it's good for me to think through. |
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