Transposing Life
Music is very complex, or at least it can be. Whether you listen to Mozart or even hip-hop, you can find incredibly complex chords and melodies.
Life is very complex. Whether you deal with life, death, women, or ultimately God, there are thousands of complex decisions and choices. Some decisions will kill people, and others will conceive people. Some decisions will end relationships, others will consummate them. Some choices will be remembered vividly, and others will be forgotten in minutes.
I remember some vivid choices in my life that transposed my life to a different key.
I remember when I was 13 years old at the fair talking with a girl in the sheep barn. She asked me why I always was helping people out and cared for others. This was the week after I had gotten back from a powerful mission trip that really impacted my life. So, in my human strength and unwavering boldness for truth, I told her the absolute wrong reason. The reason I gave her was I liked helping people and wanted to help others. The actual reason was the change that Jesus Christ had on my life. I didn’t do stuff for people to merely be nice, I did it because it was my pure hearts desire to glorify God. That choice hurt in the years to come. She replied with an, “Oh…” that sounded disappointing, and immediately my heart convicted me for not giving her the real reason. I never was able to justify that lie, but in the years that followed I yearned, many times, to find her and say, “Hey, do you remember that one time when you asked my why I was so helpful and nice? Yeah, well I didn’t tell you the truth. The real reason is the change that Christ has had in me. It may sound weird, but it is the truth. The change in me is Jesus.”
Another transposing event was the time I took an ethics course in which my teacher challenged much of what I believed about God. He analyzed Abraham, the woman caught in adultery, and the rich shall not enter the Kingdom of Heaven. I remember walking out of class feeling like my mind had been stretched and my thinking enlightened. The enlightenment caught up with me and eventually the struggle with God became very intense.
It was a transposition in which choices created diminished and augmented chords that grated upon the nerves of those close to me. It was like tuning a piano with old strings.
Those hard decisions transposed my life to a different key and piece once again, but it was all for the better.
Sometimes we just play the same chords again and again and again, and God is saying so firmly and lovingly, “Please let me transpose you, cause I totally have a better key for you. If you let me, I will minor and suspend your life into a much deeper, passionate, purpose filled work with me. Let me work…”
So God begins to change a note here and there, and because we like our own way and don’t want to change, there is dissonance. Life begins to sound rough and unpleasant. We feel like the work known as life is crashing to burn, but yet, it is only the beginning.
God slowly transposes these hearts. If we are willing, and if we surrender to his key changes and part writing, our lives will BE beyond what we could have ever imagined.
Sure there will be some hellish chords in there, and sure there are times that we want to destroy the work of life and start writing nursery melodies, but if we give the life’s understanding and road map to the Father, we will not be disappointed.
Life is very complex. Whether you deal with life, death, women, or ultimately God, there are thousands of complex decisions and choices. Some decisions will kill people, and others will conceive people. Some decisions will end relationships, others will consummate them. Some choices will be remembered vividly, and others will be forgotten in minutes.
I remember some vivid choices in my life that transposed my life to a different key.
I remember when I was 13 years old at the fair talking with a girl in the sheep barn. She asked me why I always was helping people out and cared for others. This was the week after I had gotten back from a powerful mission trip that really impacted my life. So, in my human strength and unwavering boldness for truth, I told her the absolute wrong reason. The reason I gave her was I liked helping people and wanted to help others. The actual reason was the change that Jesus Christ had on my life. I didn’t do stuff for people to merely be nice, I did it because it was my pure hearts desire to glorify God. That choice hurt in the years to come. She replied with an, “Oh…” that sounded disappointing, and immediately my heart convicted me for not giving her the real reason. I never was able to justify that lie, but in the years that followed I yearned, many times, to find her and say, “Hey, do you remember that one time when you asked my why I was so helpful and nice? Yeah, well I didn’t tell you the truth. The real reason is the change that Christ has had in me. It may sound weird, but it is the truth. The change in me is Jesus.”
Another transposing event was the time I took an ethics course in which my teacher challenged much of what I believed about God. He analyzed Abraham, the woman caught in adultery, and the rich shall not enter the Kingdom of Heaven. I remember walking out of class feeling like my mind had been stretched and my thinking enlightened. The enlightenment caught up with me and eventually the struggle with God became very intense.
It was a transposition in which choices created diminished and augmented chords that grated upon the nerves of those close to me. It was like tuning a piano with old strings.
Those hard decisions transposed my life to a different key and piece once again, but it was all for the better.
Sometimes we just play the same chords again and again and again, and God is saying so firmly and lovingly, “Please let me transpose you, cause I totally have a better key for you. If you let me, I will minor and suspend your life into a much deeper, passionate, purpose filled work with me. Let me work…”
So God begins to change a note here and there, and because we like our own way and don’t want to change, there is dissonance. Life begins to sound rough and unpleasant. We feel like the work known as life is crashing to burn, but yet, it is only the beginning.
God slowly transposes these hearts. If we are willing, and if we surrender to his key changes and part writing, our lives will BE beyond what we could have ever imagined.
Sure there will be some hellish chords in there, and sure there are times that we want to destroy the work of life and start writing nursery melodies, but if we give the life’s understanding and road map to the Father, we will not be disappointed.
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I have been tempted to chase this thing called love, and as situations arise I wonder what’s next. When God writes your life, you get to pick certain notes. Are those notes the ones that you want, or the ones that the world says you should want? Sometimes a note has no reason not to be picked except for the fact that there is a deep feeling that tells you no, that note is not for you.
As once lost Children, we have found the Father of light. Be in the light, as He is in the light.
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The Revival begins, and may the God of all power visit us here…
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The Revival begins, and may the God of all power visit us here…
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posted by David B at 11:50 PM
