Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Life reminder comes from popular song

“This is my temporary home/It’s not where I belong/ Windows and rooms that I’m passing through/ This was just a stop on the way to where I’m going/ I’m not afraid because I know/ This was my temporary home.”

Music is truly a gift from God. There are certain songs that just can touch someone through to their very soul. “Temporary Home” performed and co-written by American Idol and country music sensation Carrie Underwood is one of those songs for this writer.

“Temporary Home” resonates a reminder to everyone, especially to Christians. It is a reminder that this life is temporary, like a vapor that fades away and that we should live each day like it was our last one in this world.

It’s been a difficult few years for my family as I’m sure many families can reciprocate in different ways. It’s been hard for my Dad’s family especially because we’ve had three precious family members pass away: my grandfather in 2008, my uncle in 2009 and my grandmother in 2010.
 
Me with my grandparents who have passed away
Listening to “Temporary Home” and remembering God’s promise to me that this world is not my final home is what is helping me cope with their deaths--especially the most recent passing of my grandmother.

Memaw, my grandmother’s nickname, was a woman, who was full of life. She always took care of everyone, whether they needed it or not. She was strong in spirit and in the Lord and was a great example to me of what a Christian woman should be. She loved to garden, travel, take photographs, spend time with her family and go to church, things that I love as well. (Okay…maybe not gardening. I don't exactly have a green thumb like she did.)
 
Memaw had a free spirit like me. She was not afraid to stand up for what she believed in or listen to someone if they needed to be heard. She also was a prayer warrior, always continuously praying for her family and people of the community. I will always miss her but I know this wasn’t her permanent home.
 
She needed and wanted to go to her real home after a three year health decline from Parkinson’s Disease. Though her body was failing her all throughout that time she never lost sight of God’s promise and the love she had for us. Even when times were so difficult with grief and pain, she kept as strong as she could, knowing there would be an approaching day to go to a place with no grief or pain. I’ll always remember the value of life despite what happens in mine and the life that she lived. 
my uncle
James 4: 13-15 says, 13) Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit.” 14) whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away. 15) Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we shall live and do this or that.”

The truth is that we can plan, make schedules and talk of the future, but we have no idea if we will even be here tomorrow or what will change. It’s a sad but true fact of life. It’s also where hope comes in. We have to have faith that we will see another day or year and that even if we don’t that we have the most important hope—if we have accepted the salvation Christ offers—of having a second (better) life in heaven.

Like part of the ending lyrics of “Temporary Home,” no matter what happens in our lives we must hold on to the hope we have in Christ Jesus and remember that “3) at one time we too were foolish, disobedient, deceived and enslaved by all kinds of passions and pleasures. We lived in malice and envy, being hated and hating one another. 4) But when the kindness and love of God our Savior appeared, 5) He saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of His mercy. He saved us through the washing of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit, 6) whom He poured out on us generously through Jesus Christ our Savior, 7) so that, having been justified by His grace, we might become heirs having the hope of eternal life.”– Titus 3:3-7

“Old man, hospital bed/ The room is filled with people he loves/ And he whispers don't cry for me/ I'll see you all someday/ He looks up and says, ‘I can see God's face.’/ This was my temporary home.”

Have you ever had a song that comforted you through a hard time? What was it?

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