I have a confession to make.
I am a songwriter who is not a born writer.
I have always had music in my soul. I am constantly humming, harmonizing with the radio, memorizing melody lines and singing ideas into my phone. Music draws me in and is woven into the fabric of my very being.
Now, you have probably noticed that songs have music AND lyrics. While I could think of music ideas all day long, words stumped me. The lyrics were always my roadblock. I had ideas and emotions that were somehow lost when I tried to translate them into concrete phrases. So for a long time, I sang other people’s songs.
But I felt a tug. A heavenly tug, to do more.
And so I prayed. And started writing songs again. It was long and slow and frustrating.
One day a thought popped in my mind. “I wonder if Tanya would like to write songs?” Tanya was a friend, a fellow mom who liked to write fiction for fun.
We began to get together on Thursday mornings. She could finally make my ramblings into beautiful phrases. Songs flowed and songwriting became fun! This is something I couldn’t imagine just a few months previously.
This is how a non-writer became a songwriter.
God provided the way.
For Israel, who was caught between Egypt and the Red Sea, He provided the way.
For Joseph, abandoned by his brothers and thrown in prison, He provided the way.
For the broken hearted who see no hope, He will provide the way.
For all of us who will taste the sting of death, He will provide the way.
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways.” (Isaiah 55:8)
What is heaven tugging at you to do? Could you take a few moments to think about what is holding you back? Could you step forward in faith? If God is pointing you somewhere, He will provide the way.