The second last song in the binder was called "When Someone Cares." I've never played it much before, because I don't like the piano arrangement at all, which really turns me off of a song. On guitar, however, I was able to adapt the chord structure to something that was really pretty. I played through once, and then went back and played through it again.
The lyrics are lovely, but my musical moment wasn't directly related to the specific theme of the song. Rather, my mind grabbed onto one line and ran with it in a completely different direction:
"And with God, nothing is impossible
But you must reach and take his hand."
I suddenly had the distinct thought of what am I missing out on? Do I give God enough credit for the amazing things he can truly accomplish with me, and in my life? Am I limiting the work he can do in my life because I limit his power in my mind?
Do I truly understand the profound truth that "with God, nothing is impossible?" When I do, I think that amazing things can be accomplished through me. This thought falls in line with my thinking a few weeks back, in regards to the idea that "through small and simple things, great things are brought to pass." Great things. Nothing is impossible. I think that we often get caught up in a state of humility that leads to the thinking that while we have faith, we aren't really anything out of the ordinary, that as one of the 99 faithful sheep, all our responsibility consists of is maintaining a status quo.
My understanding is evolving now. Though I, on my own, might not be anything hugely fantastic, God can do amazing things through me. Do you grasp the importance of that thought? Do you understand your true potential here on earth?
I'll leave off with the lyrics of another song I played through this morning that constantly inspires me.
What would it be like to have faith to move a mountain?
Faith to walk on water, such faith I've never known.
What would it be like to ride a chariot of fire?
Or to see God's very finger write upon a stone?
What would it be like to sleep among the lions?
Or to build an ark while laughter floods my ears?
What would it be like facing death to save my nation?
Or be betrayed by my own brothers and not harbour it for years?
What would it be like to defeat a might giant?
Or see the belly of a whale and live to tell?
What would it be like stripped of every last possession?
To remain a true and faithful servant still?
What would it be like to behold the Son and Father?
Or see visions of what was and what will be?
What will it be like if I drink from heaven's fountain,
Having faith to move a mountain?
Faith the size of a seed can do amazing things.
Faith the size of a seed-
What will He do through me?