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"Sing over me", 2nd Chapter of Acts, early childhood and music, Look out my heart - the wind is blowing again, musicians while in college, singing to our childen, true solace
Just as you, neither do I remember when I first heard music. Both my parents were singers, and my mother, as well, was an out-of-this-world pianist. Both my father and mother spent the summers during their college days as members of small vocal groups. Then later, while I was an infant, my mother sang over / to me, as well as doing the same for my brother and sister once they came along.
Consequently, even before I knew what was happening, even before I knew that I “was”, I had begun the process of distinguishing music from random noise. True, I was learning about the sounds, the rhythms, the pitches, the harmonization, etc., that fit into the larger culture of which my parents and I were a part. Nonetheless, I was becoming musically acculturated over a period of time before I realized what was happening. I was being “sung over” as well as being “sung to.” And, that being “sung over” was a solace before I knew there was such a word as “solace.”
Many years later, while our own three daughters were infants, Joyce and I were part of the same tradition. We sang over / to our daughters before they realized what was happening. They also grew to be musicians just as was the case for their grandparent and parents.
I recall singing little nursery lullabies (not as well as Joyce did, let it be said) over / to our daughters. Our songs providing solace also for them, a parent’s comforting voice, and a sound that lulled them to sleep. Being “sung over” brought a sense of well being. Singing over our children was, among other things, an affirmation that those three young girls were completely loved by their parents. I am sure you are tracking with me as I describe the scenario.
The thoughts I have been expressing were going thought my mind today as I listened to “Sing over me”, which is a prayer set to music, and sung by the 2nd Chapter of Acts. A person like you, like me, like someone we love all have become very aware that our needs are much greater than our resources. We are more like the helpless infant than like Superman or Superwoman.
At the same time, we know enough to ask God to “Sing over me.” We are so helpless we don’t even know what we need, but we know enough to ask God for His song.
Listen to how “Sing over me” portrays both God and us, and take comfort that God is the Singer whose music tells us that He is present, and we can rest (go to sleep) with the comfort of His Song.
As you follow the lyrics, you can listen by clicking http://grooveshark.com/s/Sing+Over+Me/4BJVOP?src=5
Look out, my heart, the wind is blowing again
It is time to batten down the broken part.
Look out my heart, debris is flying around
Confusion wants to shake the solid ground.
Storms may come along and winds may blow
Raging tempests will come and go
But, I’ll hide in the shadow of your wing
I’ll hide in the shadow of your wing
And listen while you sing.
I’ll hide in the shadow of your wing,
And listen while you sing over me
Sing over me, sing over me, sing over me
Sing over me, oh Lord sing over me
Sing over me, sing over me, sing over me
Sing over me oh Lord, sing over me
As I hide in the shadow of your wing.
I’ll listen while you sing
I’ll hide in the shadow of your wing
And listen while you sing over me
Look out my heart, the wind is blowing again
Look out my heart, the wind is blowing again
Look out my heart, the wind is blowing again
Look out my heart, the wind is blowing again
Look out my heart, the wind is blowing again
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