"So," they say, "nobody's perfect!"
But the Vinedresser won't buy that.
Given the opportunity, He will trim the unproductive suckers and shape the branches so each one will bask in Sonlight.

Saturday, June 30, 2012

To Sanctify a Love Song

I marveled at the following lyrics from
Love Will Find a Way, by Yes. At the end I'll tell you why.

You wanna get close to me
The feeling so clear
But I need some time to see
Vision through my tear
You wanna get next to me
I need your intrusion
I don't need to be
Blinded by confusion

Here is my heart
Waiting for you
Here is my soul
I eat at chez nous

Love will find a way
If you want it to
Love will find a way
Love will find a way for me and you

Love will find a way
Love will find a way
Love will find a way
Love will find a way

So you want to get over me
And that's how you feel
Everything you want to be
Seems so unreal
I want to be all of you
And that's the confusion
It's so hard for me
To draw a conclusion

Here is my heart
Waiting for you
Here is my soul
I eat at chez nous

Love will find a way
If you want it to
Love will find a way
Love will find a way

Love will find a way
If you want it to
Love will find a way
Love will find a way

Love will find a way
I believe that there's a way
If you want it to
Love find a way
Love will find a way
Love find a way
Love will find a way

     If you didn't already see the reason for my reaction, try thinking of most of the lyrics in terms of a loving relationship with Father God.
     Love did find a way, in the person of the Lord Jesus Christ, the incarnate(flesh-bearing), eternal Word of God. His love carried the entire world's sin-guilt to the Roman cross, where He became our substitute, bearing the curse of sin—yours and mine—because He was the only one who could, without suffering eternal death.
     "Well then," one might say, "since Jesus couldn't die permanently, what's the big deal?"
     The big deal is, He voluntarily subjected himself to the worst torture Rome had to dish out, but that was the least of His ordeal, and certainly wasn't the reason that, "being in an agony he prayed more earnestly; and his sweat became like great drops of blood falling down to the ground." The real torture He dreaded was bearing the curse of the world's sin-guilt, as He was the only one, then or now, who didn't deserve it.
     Jesus already did the hard part, the suffering part, the humiliating part, the degrading part. To ignore that is to add one personal sin to the mix, the only sin He couldn't take to the cross: That sin is rejecting His love and grace.
     The song's only stanza that doesn't lend itself to my love song to my Savior is smack in the middle. But even it contains some truth:
Seems so unreal
I want to be all of you
And that's the confusion
     His love does seem so unreal, as it transcends all human ideas of what love can be. And I do want to be—or at least be like—all of Jesus. "And that's the confusion," because no matter how badly I want it, I can never be just like Him; I can only obey Him, and let Him take care of the rest.
     Jesus loves you so much. If you don't know that by experience, you're missing out on the most profound, most beautiful experience life has to offer. Open your heart to Him today.

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