“Hmm, hmm, hmm...,strawberry fields forever”
Ok, I don’t remember the words to that catchy Beatles tune. Truth is, I don’t remember the words to any song, not even my own. It’s kind of depressing really, but it also gives me reason to smile.
When I go to my prayer closet and worship, I get to sing to the Lord a “new song”, well a “mostly new song” because I have to make up new words until I hit a part of the chorus I remember.
When the Lord healed me of my neurological disease, He didn’t restore my memory completely. I’ve lost all my memory verses, every worship song and so much more.
But I’m not complaining. I haven’t needed my walker or cane since Nov. 16, 2003. I have my life back. Praise God! So what if I have to make up new words for the songs?
The problem is I remember what it was like to remember. I used to be able to “wing things” from the seat of my pants, and do it well. I carried a heavy counseling schedule. I was always being asked to speak somewhere. It was so effortless. It was so fun.
“Lord, heal me the rest of the way.” I prayed like a broken record.
“My grace is sufficient for you.” He always answered back.
“But I could worship YOU better IF I could REMEMBER the words.”
“You know the words to Hallelujah.”
That shut me up. It’s the same word repeated over and over again. Now, nothing can stop me from making a “joyful noise” to the Lord.
It may not be like it used to be, but it seems to be more powerful somehow. Everything is filled with More power. Lives are being changed. It’s just that I can’t take any of the credit. It’s all the Lord now. His grace is sufficient for me.
Ok, I don’t remember the words to that catchy Beatles tune. Truth is, I don’t remember the words to any song, not even my own. It’s kind of depressing really, but it also gives me reason to smile.
When I go to my prayer closet and worship, I get to sing to the Lord a “new song”, well a “mostly new song” because I have to make up new words until I hit a part of the chorus I remember.
When the Lord healed me of my neurological disease, He didn’t restore my memory completely. I’ve lost all my memory verses, every worship song and so much more.
But I’m not complaining. I haven’t needed my walker or cane since Nov. 16, 2003. I have my life back. Praise God! So what if I have to make up new words for the songs?
The problem is I remember what it was like to remember. I used to be able to “wing things” from the seat of my pants, and do it well. I carried a heavy counseling schedule. I was always being asked to speak somewhere. It was so effortless. It was so fun.
“Lord, heal me the rest of the way.” I prayed like a broken record.
“My grace is sufficient for you.” He always answered back.
“But I could worship YOU better IF I could REMEMBER the words.”
“You know the words to Hallelujah.”
That shut me up. It’s the same word repeated over and over again. Now, nothing can stop me from making a “joyful noise” to the Lord.
It may not be like it used to be, but it seems to be more powerful somehow. Everything is filled with More power. Lives are being changed. It’s just that I can’t take any of the credit. It’s all the Lord now. His grace is sufficient for me.
