Living life to the tune of grace

​I was driving yesterday and a Kari Jobe song came on the radio I'd never heard. After simply listening for a few seconds I found myself humming along. The song was beautiful. It felt like peace. And yet, when it was done, I was left unable to recite a single word of what she'd just sung.

When I got to my office I looked up the lyrics. As I read them a beautiful melody became a beautiful story. The peace I'd been feeling suddenly had a definition.

Music can do that for me. Just the simple sound of it. I don't often run with music playing, but I always take music with me. Because if the miles start getting tough one of the quickest ways I get myself back on track is turning on a favorite playlist.

I love the analogy Bob Goff uses this morning to compare music and grace. I look back on some of the darkest days of my life and realize just how unfamiliar I was with grace. I look back with some regret and wish I'd known more about it. I wish I'd felt how strongly God was wanting me to hum along with the grace he was pouring into my life.

God gave me a great gift in spite of my deafness - or ignorance - in those moments. God went ahead and wrote the lyrics to the songs of those dark days. And when I sit in my office and ponder those lyrics, the words miraculously tell a story of hope and redemption. They joyously sing light into darkness.

The true value and meaning of that gift is today. Today, when the days get tough, I can just start humming. I have no earthly idea what the words to this song of today are, but I hum along fully trusting I'll get to google them one day. And when I do, they will tell a beautiful story.

One filled with hope and redemption.

One written to the tune of grace.