Try not to cry on your way to work in the morning...

...it can have a dampening affect. But if you must cry, let it be for a good reason -- it can be cathartic.

I cried on the way to work yesterday because a song came on the radio that I had not heard since I was a young girl. Tears trickled down my face. There were two things at work here: This is a song we listened to quite a bit in my family, so it is tied to lots of "happy, golden" memories for me. Some things in my family are not so happy and golden anymore, and that made me melancholy. The other catalyst was simply the words to the song, and what significance they hold for me now, then and always -- especially within the framework of time's cadence and what God means to me.

The song was "One More Song For You" by the Imperials:

You were there with your songs of laughter
Words of hope for my fears
But what are songs when no one will sing them
What are words when no one hears
There were times Life became a question
When I asked, no one knew
‘til I found the answer in you

And so, as long as there is time, and one breath left in me
There will always be one more song for you
And as Long as there is room, for one more voice in praise
And a need, for a word of love and truth
To help my brother through - there’ll be one more song for you

Love is in the air around me
hope abounds everywhere
Living life in the arms of Jesus
Learning how to really care
Everyday is filled with purpose
All the old is made new
And I know I owe it all to You.

And so, as long as there is time, and one breath left in me
There will always be one more song for you
And as Long as there is room, for one more voice in praise
And a need, for a word of love and truth
To help my brother through - there’ll be one more song for you

1 comment:

Everyday Anne said...

Good words, Lois. I get all choked up on songs too. Music speaks to my soul more often than not, like nothing else can. It takes me back, keeps me present, and hopeful.