The lyric today was from "Praise My Soul the King of Heaven":
"Father-like He tends and spares us;
Well our feeble frame He knows."
And the one from "Come Thou Fount":
"Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love."
The first makes reference to our feeble frame. And regardless of whether we feel confident and strong, spiritually speaking, we are feeble. We lack the ability, innately, to remain spiritually strong--on our own--should we even reach that level in the first place. In a talk my wife gave today, she mentioned the concept of reaching--reaching for your spiritual potential and stretching to maintain it. It takes daily, hourly, work. It's a choice we make over and over and starts and ends with "What do I really want?"
The second describes how we are prone to leave our Savior (which implies we found Him). So it's really the same thing. The natural man in all of us "an enemy to God" so it's always a struggle to keep our spiritual "order" from falling into "disorder". But it's the little choices we make that truly make all of the difference.
Singing "Praise My Soul" on today's broadcast |
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Switching gears, on the near horizon, the Choir has retirements next week (24 choir members are leaving), the new choir members have their first Music & Spoken Word the following week, and then we start extra rehearsals for six recording sessions mid-May. Extra rehearsals then start up for tour preparations, followed by tour in June.
The train never stops.
Until next time, God be with you.
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