“Better Than A Hallelujah” by Amy Grant
“Better Than A Hallelujah” by Amy Grant
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A final note–a post that promotes self always feels a bit funny to me. I want you to know that I am so thankful to all of you who support me by sharing New Nostalgia, and by commenting and just reading! Without your support, this would be a very lonely place. Instead, it is a place that I can’t wait to sign on every morning and share myself & share community with you! Thank you for receiving me.
Why is it that the minute I press “publish” on a post like yesterdays, it seems like right around the corner is test for me to put into practice the words I proclaim?
I write today because I want you all to know that despite so many blessings, life is tough, and brings many opportunities of growth.
My ‘test’ is really not a huge deal, it is a silly little disagreement between my husband and I that I know in time will work its way into an understanding, but in the meantime…emotions sure can swirl. When you add the messiness of living life with other people, whether it is kids or family or friends, (or all of the above in one day!) well, life can feel like a tornado.
If you know me, you know I am a highly emotional person. I feel things deeply. When I took the Clifton strengths test, my top 5 strengths are all “feely” and emotional type strengths. My number one strength is empathy. I’m just a bundle of feelings and emotions, that is how God made me.
Usually I love that. It makes me who I am and I feel like it allows me to live a life of depth and care for others. But, there are some days when I despise it. Yeah, strong word, but true. It would be so nice to have a switch to shut the emotions off, or at least turn them down. I’m not talking tears here, well, sometimes, but usually when I need to turn it down a bit, it is when I feel angry or hurt or when I’m taking things too personally. The result can be a pit in my stomach that can literally hurt at times.
I’m learning to recognize that pit in my stomach feeling and use it as a warning to take heed and watch my reaction. Sometimes it just is not fast enough. Sometimes I just need time to sort out the “whys” of what I’m feeling, to sort out the reason for the intensity, so that I can have a discussion that is fair without my junk in the way.
So that is what I am doing today. I am sorting out my junk, in order to have a fair discussion. As I do, I am so thankful for my Lord. I’m so thankful that as emotions swirl and fear comes along to wreak its havoc, that in the midst of it is this amazing, steady, unmoving God that says to me:
“Amy, I’ve got this. I am for you. You can trust me. You don’t need to change anyone but yourself, leave others to me. I am the Lord your God. Rest child. Speak your truth in peace, then let go and allow Me to work. I am for your marriage. I love Todd, He too is my child. I am for Him, too. He walks with me and follows my lead, you see this in Him clearly, daily– so trust that–which means ultimately, trust Me.”
Oh friends, isn’t this hard to do sometimes? To let go and trust? Especially when we are convinced we are right? I know for me it is. Oh, to care more about doing what is right and acting right instead of trying to convince someone else that I am right! Too often, once I take a step back, I see that really, I never was right. Ugh.
I think of those of you who can’t say that your husband walks daily with the Lord, and I want to encourage you that you can still trust the goodness of God. He is good. He is incapable of being or doing anything but good. He is trustworthy. He is immovable and solid when you feel like everything else can crumble around you. He is the still in the storm, and He is with you always. He will never leave you, or forsake you.
So today, I cling to that. I rest in His stillness. I allow Him to remind me who He is and because of who He is I don’t have to solve anything or convince anyone of anything. That is His job if it needs to be done and He will do it when and if He chooses.
So I let go of the swirling, I cling to the still, the unchanging, and I feel free.
I fell into love like a skydiver in the clouds
It wasn’t enough, no, we couldn’t sustain it ourselves
All the things I pursue
Well, they stay for a season,
Then everything moves,
Everything moves, oh
My towers fall,
But you aren’t leaving me
‘Cause everything moves but you
I trained my body to run and not be weary
I worked and I read how to raise a better family
Then I bought a good house on the safe side of town, because I could
And as long as my life stays like this, I’m feeling good
Until my bones become brittle against my will
My heart is home, oh, to make the earth stand still
All the things I pursue
Well, they stay for a season,
Then everything moves,
Everything moves, oh,
My towers fall,
But you aren’t leaving me
‘Cause everything moves but you
You…I never outgrow you
You are a tree always in bloom
You are a hall of endless rooms
A living fountain springing up
I’m satisfied but never done
I’m never done
With you
Chorus
Well, it has been back to school week here at the Bowman house. I have to admit, I AM LOVING the quiet and time to think, work & clean! I feel a sense of relief that we made it through summer and I was able to balance being a mom and blogger.
Honestly, it was one of the first summers that didn’t end with a feeling regret. In the past, I would regret how I spent my time, words I used, impatience I had with my kids, money I spent. The list goes on.
I’ve been reflecting on what has made the difference. I think growth happens as we age. I also think I am experiencing the positives of going through a life threatening illness and the perspective it brings. It is funny how life can grow a person, how God uses the hard in life to stretch us and show us what is important. I also think listing the gifts has changed me dramatically, it sure helps put life into perspective and trains my eyes to see life through the lens of contentment.
I know grace has a lot to do with it, for I was not perfect. Far from it. I have learned to give grace and accept grace in those imperfect moments, stopping and realizing ‘life is not an emergency” as Ann Voskamp says. I’ve learned that it is ok for life to not go exactly how I think it should, to stop and take a breath, to let go of expectation and perfection. These are all things that have contributed to growth.
I have always loved my kids, but since being sick, I have fallen hard for them. I feel focused on the moments, and I find myself whispering aloud thanksgiving for those moments, in the moment. Thanksgiving changes a person. It has changed me.
Precious is the word that keeps coming to mind. Precious children, precious husband, precious time, precious life. Life is a precious gift, one that I hold near and dear and do not take for granted. Folks, it IS GOOD TO BE ALIVE.
On the way here, I heard a song in the car that is the perfect life theme song for me right now. It puts all I am feeling into words. I especially love part that says “I won’t take it (life) for granted, I won’t waste another second. All I want is to give you a life well lived to say Thank You.” Oh for the grace to make this continuously true in my life.
I heard this song in the car this morning, it is an oldie but goody. It is a happy tune but this time I got a bit teary as I listened.
My niece is getting married in 2 days! We may not be jumping up and down during the ceremony like in the above video, but it WILL be a celebration for sure!
I feel pretty sentimental about it, as I remember her dancing with me at my wedding (16 years ago!) during the dollar dance. She told her mom “I want to dance with the princess.” Aww. Now it is her turn to be princess.
She has grown into a lovely young lady whom I admire much. I am thankful for her example to my 3 girls, they have always looked up to their “older girl cousin.” I also admire her strength, as she has an autoimmune disorder that gives her pain and issues. I learn from her, I watch her deal with her health hardships with bluntness and humor and I love it!
Hannah, you did good. You got a great guy and you are going to make a beautiful bride and great wife. You have made this Aunt proud. I love you!
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The song also made me think of all the beautiful things in this life that I have grown to have the eyes to see. My eyes are especially open, due to my recent MRI test/scare & my Grandpa’s passing.
I see so much beauty everywhere:
~in my daughters eyelashes resting on her cheek while she sleeps
~in the sun reflection sparkle at the pool
~in elderly men, long time friends, greeting each other at the coffee shop
~in the lines at the sides of my husbands eyes that seem to twinkle when he smiles at me
So. Much. Beauty.
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Something Beautiful by Newsboys
I wanna start it over
I wanna start again
I want a new a new beginning
One without any end
I feel it inside
Calling out to me
CHORUS
It’s a voice that whispers my name
It’s a kiss without any shame
Something beautiful
Like a song that stirs in my head
Singing love will take us where
Something’s beautiful
I’ve heard it in the silence
Seen it on a face
I’ve felt it in a long hour
Like a sweet embrace
I know this is true
It’s calling out to me
CHORUS
It’s a voice that whispers my name
It’s a kiss without any shame
Something beautiful
Like a song that stirs in my head
Singing love will take us where
Something’s beautiful
It’s the child on her wedding day
It’s the daddy that gives her away–Father
Something beautiful
When we laugh so hard we cry
It’s the love between you and I
Something beautiful
It is no coincidence that as tears drop down my face, out- of- the- blue large rain drops, the biggest I’ve seen, shower my windshield. I imagine God-sized tears. I know He feels with me.
The sky is grey and I’m trying not to be. I pass an retirement center & a sad longing enters. I want to grow old. “Lord, I want to grow old!”
It is no coincidence that as that whisper leaves my lips that another enters my brain. “I know the plans I have for you says the Lord.”
The rain is intense, making it hard to see. Should I brace myself for a storm? I’m surprised how fear has been replaced with sadness. That is not a coincidence, for God and I have done much work on fear. Sadness seems easier. Calmer. A relief, but not.
I drive just a couple more blocks. The rain stops as suddenly as it came on.
The song on the radio catches my attention–the word “beloved,” for it is what my name means. I’ve always loved the meaning of my name.
I listen intently, the words soothe & prepare. I find the melody and the same words running through my head the next day, in weak moments. I realize the song was given as a gift, its perfect words not a coincidence. I am determine to receive it. I lift my eyes and open my hands.
Almost home now, my eyes keep lifting. I am searching for the rainbow, for it is still raining but the sun is shining. I don’t find one, but I’ve seen God’s promise before, so I will keep my eyes lifted. What I find will be no coincidence.
And now, I’m home.
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Health Update:
I went in for my ‘every 3 month’ checkup. There is a thickening in the area that my tumor used to be. Doc can also feel the same lymph node we have been watching. Because I have had some burning sensations there (symptoms I presented with 2 years ago) and because my cancer margin was so close to the chest wall (1 mil.), she is going to be extra cautious with me. The plan is to check it out with an MRI. We need insurance to approve it first, so we won’t know anything for a week or two.
We are hoping it is just scar tissue.
I am doing fine with it. After my tears that I spoke of above, I really have felt ok and at peace. Pretty used to this stuff, at least as used to it as I think I will get. It is never comfortable, the wondering & ‘what-if’s’ but it is familiar and I’ve been through it before, and I have a great God who calls me Beloved!