This last November I drove to Virginia to hang out with the Crowder family and the whole Dreamhouse Church for the weekend. On Monday, before driving the 7 hours home, Scott and I dreamed in a language close to our hearts. Sitting in his old church building, the little white chapel that has played host to many moments of Holy Spirit wonder, we pulled out our guitars. The second story nursery that overlooked the sanctuary had been transformed. Soundboard, keyboard, amps, guitars, mic's - recording gear lay helter skelter, an invitation to create.
It had been a while since I had really given myself to this art form. I was a little reluctant at first, wondering if this was even me anymore. Years of surrendering this passion had left me cautious and... hopeful. You see, music was once a haunting obsession, it defined me. I was a singer songwriter like Jesus was the Son of God.
But that was many years ago. And there has been many surrenders to His perfect love from then to now; many discoveries of who my heavenly Father is and how He see's me.
One day, not that long before I found myself in Scotts little church studio (which I think is a great name for a studio by the way), God reminded me that He has always seen me as a singer songwriter. It was a wonderful thing to remember and a hopeful thing to believe.
Scott and I started with a melody I had written nearly ten years earlier, but soon the song took on new form. Scott presented a beat, this was a new one for me - no live drums. It worked! I grew less timid and more sure. We sang mumbled melodies to each other. "Thats good!" I said, more than once.
Scott pushed record, an hour passed. A killer bass line was added, keys, and then guitar. "That's good!" I said again, it was. I sang the lyrics, some nearly ten years old, some only 10 minutes. Then Scott tracked his vocals. Another hour passed and then another. I was immersed in a pastime filled with new promises.
"How much fun was that" I thought on my drive home. I was surprised and satisfied.
In the days that followed, my world of husband, dad, and pastor expanded... singer songwriter - old familiar clothes that fit like new.
Over the following weeks Scott added his wonder to the song. I am blown away by how it turned out.
Thanks Scott for being a catalyst friend. I have a feeling it wont be the last time we pull out our guitars together.
I present to you "When The Sun Disappears".
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"But I tell you the truth, it is to your advantage that I go away; for if I do not go away, the Helper will not come to you; but if I go, I will send Him to you." — John 16:7
"And it was about the sixth hour, and there was a darkness over all the earth until the ninth hour. And the sun was darkened, and the veil of the temple was rent in the midst." — Luke 23:44-45
"And after He had said these things, He was lifted up while they were looking on, and a cloud received Him out of their sight. And as they were gazing intently into the sky while He was going, behold, two men in white clothing stood beside them. They also said, “Men of Galilee, why do you stand looking into the sky? This Jesus, who has been taken up from you into heaven, will come in just the same way as you have watched Him go into heaven. Then they returned to Jerusalem from the mount called Olivet, which is near Jerusalem, a Sabbath day’s journey away.” — Acts 1:9-12
"When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. And suddenly there came from heaven a noise like a violent rushing wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. And there appeared to them tongues as of fire distributing themselves, and they rested on each one of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit was giving them utterance." — Acts 2:1-4
Honey know you can't come this way And I know it won't be easy oh Honey know Wait and see and please be patient All creation's groaning for it's home I'm your home I'm your home
Chorus: All of us here Winter to spring All of our seasons And all of our dreams All of our stories The wonder of kings All of our glory When the sun disappears
I'm gonna go where I'll know you'll follow I've sent a fire to burn inside your soul to know your home You're gonna run with the Sons of Thunder Taste and see the love of Father oh... You'll know
I see the night erased when the sun disappears I see the kingdom come when the sun disappears
Whoa see the sun whoa see the sun Whoa see the sun whoa see the sun (voiceover) see burning Son (falsetto) Higher, higher (voiceover) I want to run with the burning ones...I want to run with the burning Son See the Son