It’s not the end of the world

The sun shines behind the storm

A funny thing happened on the way to work this morning.

I do my best thinking while driving.  As a social worker and a parent, that means I get a lot of time to think.  Sometimes I think simple things like what I am going to do when I get to where I am going, sometimes I ponder deep, spiritual and social matters.  If I am going to be delivering the message at church on Sunday, I usually get it sorted out in my head while driving then put it on paper when it’s just about finished.  Sometimes I get a good idea for Story for All Ages to share at our worship service on Sunday morning and get the details of the story sorted out on the road.

This morning was different.  I was just driving along and I heard a song on the radio in which the singer tells about feeling broken hearted.  It’s a pretty common theme in music, across just about every genre.  For whatever reason, I started to think about people who are in a dark place and start to feel that it will always be that way.  I was really disturbed by the thought.

Then it hit me.  It came all at once – like a massive iTunes download – straight past my brain and into my heart.  I drove straight to my computer and typed it up.  I have to admit that I was moved, emotionally, while I was typing it.

Now, you have to understand something here.  I don’t, and have never, written poetry or song lyrics or anything of the sort.  I have been known to be a bit of a story teller and I preach a pretty good sermon now and then.  This was different.

It was given to me.  I’m just passing it along.

I know you’re feeling broken and burned
It’s like your whole world is in ruins
You can’t see past the rubble and dust
But I see you and you’re beautiful and strong
So follow my voice

I’m right here, calling to you
There will be joy
The sun shines behind the storm
There will be good times and laughter
There will be joy, again, for you.

I saw you fall into that pit.
Frightened and covered in mud and blood
Nothing but cold walls closing in
But if you just look up, you’ll see me
Listen to my voice

I’m right here, reaching for you
There will be joy
The sun shines behind the storm
There will be good times and laughter
There will be joy, again, for you.

I see you stumbling in the darkness
Tripping, falling, bleeding, crying
Can’t see the sun through your swollen eyes
I’ve been there and I know a way through
So follow my voice

I’m right here, waiting for you
There will be joy
The sun shines behind the storm
There will be good times and laughter
There will be joy
again
for you.

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