I try to live your way

Have you ever truly paid attention to the lyrics of some songs? Sometimes, they cut straight to the heart, don’t they? I felt that way this morning when I reread a song my daughter wrote…

God, I don't know where I'm going

I don't know what's the truth

All I know is you're the answer

When I'm lost and confused

When my heart is aching

I call on You

When I'm drowning underwater

I know you'll pull me through

With Your grace, I'll be set free

Of all the sin washing over me

With Your love, You'll guide me

To Your light, to Your light, to Your light

Forgive me, Forgive me

I try to live your way - Mackenzie Lee Keller

Perspective

Let’s start with this. I love music. I have always loved music. Music has been instrumental (no pun intended) in my life. It moves me physically, emotionally, and spiritually.

The season that I am in now is one where you get to look back to your life and reflect. I’ve journaled for years and get to read about the ups and downs in my life. I get to read some of the things I feel are inspired to have been written and worth sharing. You get to read some of that if you are part of this community. I hope they help you as they help me in just writing them. I also, at times, become a consumer of what I wrote. I know. Weird, right?

This morning I landed on several devotionals and a re-read of my new mission statement. God’s way of giving me His view of how I should be handling the season I find myself in. Let me explain.

You see, I believe God has been at work all along. While my free will is at work, God has used that free will to constantly help me learn what God needed me to learn. He has put many people and many opportunities in my life. He has allowed me to experience what I would experience, and from that, I would find the “nectar” to draw out from it.

It hasn’t always been joyful. There are things I wish were different even now. I think that was probably true almost every day of this life. We always want things to be a little different. Let me go on a tangent for a moment.

Sure, I’d prefer to be, say, 6’ 2” and 225 with perhaps a body that looks like Chris Hemsworth. Heck, I’d take his hair as well. But I don’t have that. Well, I wouldn’t have minded God giving me that body; I’ve got the one I got. You get the point. I might want it to be different, but I’ve not done anything to get there, plus no matter what I do, I am not going to be 6’ 2”.

So as we process our life and we make time to be with God, He shows up. He really does, and He did this morning.

Those lyrics are from my daughter. She wrote them several years ago. I love them. They really do speak to our lives. Where else can we go when we are a bit lost or confused? Who else will pull us up out of the water like He did Peter?

As I process what’s next, without a clear view of where I’m going, I find that trusting and surrendering to God is surprisingly easy—and incredibly freeing. Just as I have to accept that I won’t be 6’2” no matter what, I also have to accept that God’s plan is far better than mine—no matter how much I might wish for something different.

Let’s stop striving and start trusting. Maybe that means beginning each day with a simple prayer of surrender or reminding ourselves that He is in control when doubts creep in.

Prayer

Heavenly Father, thank you for loving me. Thank you for all you have allowed in my life and for family and friends. Thank you for that beautiful angel who wrote those lyrics that you shared with me this day. Thank you for the ever-timely reminders of my purpose. Please, Father, keep me centered and connected on you. Keep my family, my friends, and myself safe. I pray this in Jesus name. Amen.