Great Master, touch us with Your skillful hands;
Let not the music that is in us die! ~Streams, p. 335
That line of poetry pierces into the struggle for my passion and alludes to the difficulties of life. Job said:Is not all human life a struggle? Our lives are like that of a hired hand…who longs for the shade…waiting to be paid. I, too, have been assigned months of futility, long and weary nights of misery (Job 7:1-3).
If you’re like me working toward some beautiful melody or outcome, but find only discord and difficult notes, take heart. God will touch us at the right time and make beautiful music from all our pain and struggles. Your life and work matters to God. Let’s not allow the music in us to die.
What awesome worship the sacrifice of playing our music becomes.
Play on!
