Every Friday I join a community of bloggers for Five Minute Friday. One word prompt, five minutes. Unedited. The prompt this week is … Turn.
I have been listening to the song, mostly on repeat, for over a week. Even now as I type, the tab is still open. I had left it that way for ease, to be able to play it as often as needed.
The word prompts always leave me speechless. Only God can provide a word prompt, from someone I have never interacted. which weaves perfectly with my week.
Putting up our Christmas tree earlier in the week caused the song to fall differently. I strung our lights, our white lights which my family dislikes, as they have always wanted colored ones. It has been something I have not been able to give in on.
For me, the white lights bring a peace and a calm.
As I finished the lights and plugged them in, I stood back to see if there were any which needed to be moved.
And that is when the moment happened.
Sitting on the floor, I was struck with the sacredness of the white lights. The tears began to roll and I was filled with the desire to have nothing on our tree this year but lights. Sitting on the floor, I snapped a picture so I would remember the moment, knowing my family would want all the decorations.
Jesus, the Light of the world. The Light of our world. The only Light who can break through the darkness of every and any circumstance.
Jesus, the Light we so desperately need.
The song suddenly became my favorite Christmas song of 2023 even though it is not a Christmas song. The words became a prayer repeated over and over this week.
“Come, Jesus, Come.
Come and turn this around.”
“Turn to Me and be saved, all the ends of the earth;
For I am God, and there is no other.”
(Isaiah 45:22, NASB)
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Today I may be joining … .
I think it was the Byrds that sang
‘to everything, turn, turn, turn’,
and hearing this, it always rang
so true, that we don’t really learn
that everything that goes around
comes ’round a bit later,
from top floor to under ground,
just like an elevator.
Elation is not permanent,
but then, neither is grief.
When gone, you’ll wonder where both went,
which should give some relief
to people who are just like me,
who cannot do dichotomy.
Jesus is gracious to illumine our path each day and draw us to Himself, Joanne. Thank you for sharing this song as this is my first time to hear it.
I was not familiar with this song. I think it may become one of my favorites as well.
Thanks for sharing the link.
Great song – thanks for sharing it! I love white lights on my tree rather than colored, and some years I’ve left it with JUST lights for almost a week before putting on decorations. The simple beauty of the light touched me in a similar way to what you experienced. Visiting from FMF#4 today
Thank you, Joanne, for the song, and for the beautiful description of Jesus, light of the world! I like a tree with only white lights. ❤️🩹 Believing with you that He’s turning it around for His glory and our good.
You paint a beautiful picture of the sacredness of those moments, Joanne. Thank you. Thank you for sharing the song. It may not be a carol, but certainly an advent song. Maranatha.