"Lost and Found"

Right as I finished posting the frustrated post below, I began listening to a favorite song from Robin Mark's "East of the River" CD. A friend passed this recording on to us a few weeks back and I've been falling in love with it during the past week. There's one song in particular that's speaking volumes to my heart right now. I thought I'd post the lyrics here, because this is the kind of perspective I'm praying for in the midst of difficulties.

Sometimes I feel like certain songs or poems are written as though God had me in mind when he touched the poet's heart with certain words. Have you ever felt that way? For instance, I'm so very thankful for the reference to "pavement" in the first stanza here, as it connects the whole song even more deeply to my life and experience right now. In fact, that whole first stanza puts me in mind of a moment I had years ago when we first moved to our little town. I was having a hard time making the transition here, as you might guess, and was absolutely startled one day to find the sidewalk not far from here sprinkled with small silver angels. A shopkeeper had spread them out like confetti, just because...

I still have one of those tiny angels. I've kept it for almost twelve years.

"Lost and Found"

When the rain falls and it somedays will
Then the pavement under my feet
Sparkles silver and gold, in reflected light
That I otherwise wouldn't have seen

And when the storm comes and the strong winds blow
I will bow my head to push through
And every step that I take I will watch and pray
To be sure my foothold is true

So Jesus don't you keep me from that storm
I want to walk that sacred ground
For You are Master of it all
And I am just a lost and found

And in the dry place,
in the wilderness,
When Your Word seems so far away
Then I will think of my life, and I will
bless your name
For your promises never have failed
And when the night falls at the end of days
I will lift my eyes to the heavens
Where we will shine like the stars
in reflected light
In Your presence forever and ever

Lost and found, lost and found
I am but a lost and found
But can there be a sweeter sound than
singing with the lost and found

(Robin Mark, 2007)


Amen