Gifts that keep on giving

While taking a run this morning, Amazing Grace (My Chains Are Gone), by Chris Tomlin, began playing on my iPod. The memory of the first time I ever heard this song came to mind. I was on my way to church one Sunday morning about three years ago and the song began to play over the radio. The lyrics caught my attention.

At the same time, in the back seat of the car, my then four-year old little boy decided to take that particular moment to practice his gift. My son acquired the same gift I had when I was four years old. The gift of “talkingnonstopwithouttakingabreath.” My husband might argue that, at times, I still possess this gift…but that’s a subject for a different post.

Anyway, I tried to listen to the song on the radio while my son’s gift just kept on giving. I turned the radio up. He turned his voice up. It was pointless. I pulled up to a stop light, took out a piece of scratch paper and jotted down… my chains are gone, I’ve been set free. I decided that when I got home later, I would Google that phrase and try to find out the name of the song and the artist who sung it. Boy, I really want to hear that song!

I turned off the radio and made the choice to give my son my undivided attention. He had a lot of things to share with me.

A few minutes later, we pulled into our church parking lot. I took my son to Kidz Community and then sat down in church and waited for the service to start. The worship band began to play and I stood to sing the opening song. Then, our worship leader began leading us in the next song. You can probably guess what the song was. With tears rolling down my cheeks, I stood there and sung the beautiful words to the song I so wanted to hear just a few minutes earlier.

My chains are gone. I’ve been set free.
My God, my Savior has ransomed me
And like a flood, his mercies rain
Unending love, amazing grace.

This was a faith building moment for me. It was a moment in my life when I felt as if God was reminding me that He even cares about the smallest details of my life. He hears the whisper in my heart.

A song. I wanted to hear a song. And God said…I want you to hear it too.

Unending love, amazing grace.

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