Shade Among Shades

Concerts are wonderful

Especially concerts by Jon Foreman and Brooke Waggoner.They both exuded restful beauty through their music, though in slightly different ways. It had been a rough day for me and I didn’t think I was going to make it that night. But as I sat in my seat getting caught up in Ms. Waggoner’s piano riffs or the stunning violin that accompanied Mr. Foreman’s husky vocals, I found the arms of God again. Because sometimes, when the old, familiar kinds of darkness come creeping in again, God gives you violins that make your soul quiver. And whispers sweetly, “I would play a million violins to bring your heart back to me.” 

A hush settled over me. I felt breathless and speechless. And I knew in a small, new way that God loved me. He loved me in a “I sent my Son to die a tortuous death so you could be mine” kind of way, and in a “I will cause a friend to give you glow sticks just to make you smile” kind of way. What kind of God do I serve? One that gently holds me like no human ever could.

So I lay my head back down.

And I lift my hands and pray

To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours

I know now, you’re my Only Hope.