Remember when you were a little kid and wanted to listen to the same song over and over again or watch the same movie repeatedly? I bet glimpses of ninja turtles, the Mighty Ducks, Cinderella, Adventures in Babysitting and echoes of New Kids on the Block and the Macarena are being reiterated through your memories right now (and you’re welcome). Pretty sure my mom got sick of the Donut Man in about 2.4 seconds of my sister and me watching it. Well, I guess that contentment with certain things hasn’t left me…I fell in love with the song “Yahweh” while at New Life Church in Colorado Springs a couple of months back. This is the song I listen to as I get ready in the morning, the song I sing as I am getting my classroom ready for the day, and the song I am relishing in as I type this post. It reminds me of one of the most simple, beautiful and heart wrenchingly truth rendering words of wisdom my mom has ever given me.
Let’s take a step back to a time when I felt further from God than I had ever felt; it was an era in my life when I felt like I was falling incessantly without a net and kept plunging deeper and deeper away from the person I knew God had intended me to be. This particular day was a day when I knew a change needed to come, but didn’t know if I had the strength to surge that transformation into gear. It was a warm summer evening in Michigan and I was sitting in my gym clothes in our den. My mom came up behind me, kissed my forehead the way only a mother can; that kiss that expresses more than any words of affirmation ever could. As she stroked my forehead with the hands that had shaped our household and engrained a constant surge of unconditional love in me, she sat down with a quiet air of ease. In a voice that can only be described as a whisper and a beautiful shout, she said these words to me:
“Amanda…God has never left you.”
That was it. That was all that needed to be said. Those words spurred in me that flicker of passion that had started to slowly fade away because of no one’s fault, but my own. As the next few months passed of me trying to pick up the pieces, I kept hearing my mother’s words resonate when bouts of discouragement attempted to creep in. God had never left me; he was, is, and always will be there. What a beautiful truth. Even as I type, I can feel a whole array of emotions begin to burst within me: joy, peace, excitement, anticipation. Isn’t it exquisitely magnificent how God uses those around us to speak his truth to us even when we are so blinded by the lies that the truth seems like a shadow in the mist? Thank you Jesus for the prayers of my parents. Thank you Jesus that even though I may stumble, you have provided me with Godly examples. Thank you Jesus for lifting the fog that had surrounded me. Thank you Jesus for always being there.
YAHWEH New Life Worship
From the first break of light
To last days
Every echo of time
Every evening face
You've always been there
From a baby's first cry
To last breathe
Every fight in our minds
Every victory dance
You've always been there
Ancient One, so amazing
Unfailing You are
Holy One, overwhelming
My heart with Your love
Yahweh, Yahweh
Faithful God You're here to stay
Yahweh, Yahweh
Forever and always the same
Where the sky meets the sea
And breaks free
When compassion and love
Are met with me
You've always been there
Ancient One, so amazing
Unfailing You are
Holy one, overwhelming
My heart with Your love
Yahweh, Yahweh
Faithful God, You're here to stay
Yahweh, Yahweh
Forever and always the same
All consuming
Everlasting
God almighty
Lord of glory
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