when i’m having a stressful day, bad day or even a prideful day, there are a handful of songs that bring me to a point where i find myself on my knees because i just can’t do anything else but shout proclamations of joy, hope and love back to our wonderful Savior for rescuing me once again. but, this song, this song makes me weep. weep tears of gratefulness, true delight, amazement, and awe-struck wonder that a huge, omniscient God would died for me. i am humbled. and i can’t listen to the song without it bringing me back to a point of focus. the focus, being about the Kingdom, not me, my life, whatever else seems SO important. it’s not. people in Africa (or anywhere else in the world, like downtown Atlanta) who’ve never heard Jesus’ name are what it’s ALL about.
so thank you Abba for reminding me, for bringing me back to the point where it truly is all about You.
“I see you there hanging on a tree
You bled and then you died and then you rose again for me
Now you are sitting on Your heavenly throne
Soon we will be coming home
You’re beautiful, You’re beautiful!”
Phil Wickham, “Beautiful“