Tonight, I was searching through some old Christian music I used to listen to, some of the core music I rested my faith on my senior year of high school when things weren’t the best. In February 2009, I took a straight month dedicated strictly to Christian music, and now it’s become basically my life, with occasional secular songs mixed in. I created a playlist called “February,” consisting solely my favorite Christian songs, it’s still called that and songs have been moved in and out. One of the popular bands for me was Tenth Avenue North, a Christian band from West Palm Beach, Florida. Their album Over and Underneath flooded my primary “February” playlist. Listening to them now brings back memories of senior year. One of my favorite songs off of this album is “Times,” where the album get’s its title.
“Times” is a song that begins with a man’s prayer to God. In the first two verses, the guy is praying to God, and God responds in the last. The guy is experiencing problems trusting the Lord and allowing Him to work in his life. He doesn’t see God and feels he’s fallen too far away for God’s forgiveness, but God responds telling him the depths of His love. It’s over, underneath, inside, and in between.
Back in high school, I absolutely loved this song. There were times when I realized some of the stupid things I had done, times when I thought no one was on my side, and times when I thought I was in it alone. This song was a great reminder that God is with me wherever I go. It takes my mind on a rollercoaster through the places in my life where I can see God’s love, although I had never seen it there before. It’s one of those songs that gets me looking back and connecting the dots of where I’ve seen God working. It’s humbling. It’s comforting. It’s reaffirming God’s character. Today, I think about it along with difficult decisions and life’s changing winds to keep my focus on the Father and His faithfulness. “I hear You say, ‘My love is over. It’s underneath. It’s inside. It’s in between.'”
Give it a listen… It’s slow but I like it.
I know I need You I need to love You I love to see You, but it’s been so long I long to feel You I feel this need for You And I need to hear You, is that so wrong?
Now You pull me near You When we’re close, I fear You Still I’m afraid to tell You, all that I’ve done Are You done forgiving? Oh can You look past my pretending? Lord, I’m so tired of defending, what I’ve become What have I become?
I hear You say, “My love is over. It’s underneath. It’s inside. It’s in between. The times you doubt Me, when you can’t feel. The times that you question, ‘Is this for real? ‘ The times you’re broken. The times that you mend. The times that you hate Me, and the times that you bend. Well, My love is over, it’s underneath. It’s inside, it’s in between. These times you’re healing, and when your heart breaks. The times that you feel like you’re falling from grace. The times you’re hurting. The times that you heal. The times you go hungry, and are tempted to steal. The times of confusion, in chaos and pain. I’m there in your sorrow, under the weight of your shame. I’m there through your heartache. I’m there in the storm. My love I will keep you, by My pow’r alone. I don’t care where you fall, where you have been. I’ll never forsake you, My love never ends. It never ends.”
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