Today I spent the last day of my summer with some of my favorite people. On an amazingly beautiful island. I got to go to Block Island. My day started with me being amazed at the view that I had driving up. Driving through connecticut and Rhode Island as the sun was rising through the fog was an amazing sight.
Throughout the entire day I would just stop and gasp at the amazing glory that God was placing around me. From the cool squid at the “aquarium”, to the amazing waves crashing on the shore of the black sand beach, to the drive home on the ferry with the sun setting over the ocean, and being able to look out for miles and gaze upon the sun-kissed ocean. Awestruck was the only thing that I could feel.
For someone to think that there is not a God, is just beyond me. There is no other explanation for the amazingness that goes on around you. On the drive home in the car we were listening to the XM radio and Casting Crowns “Life song” came on. (for those of you that are unaware of this song the link is at the bottom) I began singing the words at the top of my lungs with it being a song that I have sung for years now. When it hit me..........
“Am I truly meaning the words that I am saying? Do I really want my life song to sing for God.” Then my attitude changed while singing the song, I was not just effortlessly belting out the words I was singing them and meaning them. “Let MY life song sing to you, I want to sign your name at the end of each day knowing that my heart was true, let my life song sing to you.”
There is power in the words that we sing and say. We do not realize that just singing along to a ever so familiar tune while driving home exhausted from a long day can have so much meaning. I no longer want to live my life song each day not doing everything I can to glorify my creator. I want to take up every single opportunity that I have to glorify and praise my true father. My life song from this day forward will be sung each and every day for God to live out my purpose in this world.
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