Posts Tagged ‘storms’

With listening to approximately 16 hours of music every day i am finding many great songs that speak to me when i not just hear them but listen to them. i’m actually in the process of creating a playlist of songs by categories thus when i’m sensing fear i have a category with songs that help me through the fear. If i’m feeling lost or overwhelmed then there are categories of songs for them as well. The possibilities are endless. Music today is filled with life experiences and direction from the word as to how to make sure that my every thought is taken captive to the word.

Today i’ll share a song titled Blessings and it stirs me up to look at what i off the cuff consider to be trials or problem circumstances when i reality they just may be the exact thing i needed.

i have included the You Tube link for easy listening and i’m including the lyrics with a comment or two about the significance of the words i’m hearing. And one last detail… i’m personalizing the lyrics to me.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQan9L3yXjc

i pray for blessings, i pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while i sleep
i pray for healing, for prosperity
i pray for Your mighty hand to ease my suffering
And all the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love me way too much to give me lesser things

(Every time i hear these words i immediately reevaluate what i’m praying for and specifically i’m determining if i’m asking for my will or God’s will to be done based on my words.)

‘Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

(When i hear these words i look back over the years and realize how many things i have learned through tears and sleepless nights.)

i pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear
i cry in anger when i cannot feel You near
i doubt your goodness, i doubt your love
As if every promise from Your word is not enough
And all the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that i’d have faith to believe

(When i hear these words they cause me to think on God’s mercy and Grace as i should know better than this but i have my moments, days and weeks.)

‘Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

When friends betray me
When darkness seems to win
i know that pain reminds this heart
That this is not,
This is not my home
It’s not my home

(This is where i am reminded of God’s love for me and my responsibility to love others as myself.)

‘Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near

What if my greatest disappointments or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
What if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise

( With these words i am reminded that there is no doubt that the things i call trials are absolutely His mercies in disguise.?

That’s the basics of how i listen to my music and apply it to my life. Often i get a little more detailed and add scripture verses. Then there are times when i have to listen to the song over and over until it takes me to the place where i should be verses the distraction that has captured my mind.

I posted yesterday about a time of silence a clearing of the mind so to speak. Here’s is a story I found months ago, it fits here. The story goes like this…

Swamiananda, and his disciple Ranga, were strolling on the beach by the ocean. It was a cold day and the wind was blowing strongly over the ocean, raising very high waves.

After walking for some time, Swamiananda stopped, looked at his disciple and asked: “What does the choppy ocean remind you?”

“It reminds me of my mind. Of my rushing and restless thoughts”, answered Ranga.

“Yes, the stormy ocean is like the mind, and the waves are the thoughts. The mind is neutral like the water. It is neither good, nor bad. The wind is causing the waves, as desires and fears produce thoughts”, said Swamiananda.

“I wouldn’t want to be on a boat, in the middle of the ocean, in a storm like this”, said Ranga.

“You are there all the time.” Responded Swamiananda and continued, “Most people are on a rudderless boat in the middle of a choppy ocean, even if they do not realize it. The mind of most people is very restless. Thoughts of all kinds come and go incessantly, agitating the mind like the ocean’s waves.”

“Yes”, Ranga interrupted him, “You don’t have to tell me. This is the reason I am with you. I want to calm down the waves of my mind.”

Swamiananda looked at Ranga for a while, smiled and said: “You don’t calm the ocean by holding the water and not letting it move. What is necessary is to stop the wind. The wind is made of your thoughts, desires and fears. Don’t let them rule your life. Learn to control them by controlling your attention, and then the ocean of your mind becomes calm.”

“And how do I do that?”

“Suppose it is possible for the ocean to disregard the wind, what would happen then?” asked Swamiananda.

“The waves would cease. However, no one can stop the wind.”

Swamiananda looked at him with a mysterious smile and said: “Why not? The wind, the ocean, and thoughts are all within the mind. When you can control the mind, you can control everything within it. But first you have to control your mind, which means you have to control your attention.”

“Yes master”, said Ranga, ” this is what I am trying to do. You say whoever controls his mind can also control the wind. Can you do that?”

“First learn to calm down the ocean of your mind, and then find out if you can calm down the ocean. It is better to learn to control the mind, than enjoying mental tricks. When you calm your mind, you can calm down everything.”

James 1:6 Only it must be in faith that he asks with no wavering (no hesitating, no doubting). For the one who wavers (hesitates, doubts) is like the billowing surge out at sea that is blown hither and thither and tossed by the wind.