I like certainty, security, stability. I want to know what’s coming, so I can be prepared. I want to understand what’s happening, so I don’t feel confused, and I like knowing what’s real and what’s not. Sometimes I get the luxury of those things, or at least it seems that way for a while. However, now is not one of those times.
I’m looking for work, and at almost 47, I’ve become a relic, because I remember paper job applications. Everything’s online now, and though I consider myself computer savvy, the internet seems to get increasingly convoluted, and there’s no personal interaction. You just send out a signal, and hope you get one back. I’m feeling a little lost and antiquated. My wife and I are stressed, and it’s getting down to the wire.
But will any of that matter? My birthday is August 21, and the whole world seems to be waiting for it. We know for sure there’ll be a solar eclipse, followed by some interesting constellations. Youtubers are going nuts. There’s talk of the Rapture, cosmic rays of higher consciousness, emerald gate portals, and even timeline splits. Some are forecasting the demise of America and the reemergence of the Nephilim. One can blow it all off as nonsense, but the world seems to have gone haywire, and there’s a lot of strange things being discovered and invented lately.
Ancient civilizations that seem to have harnessed energy sources we’re not currently aware of, with possibly other-than-human assistance or direction. They’re perfecting the ability to successfully customize DNA, they can now 3D print human flesh, and they’ve programmed AI bots that invented their own language to communicate with each other. Again, they are customizing DNA, printing flesh, and programming consciousness. And they’re trying to combine species. Oh come on, you know they are. And it sounds alarmingly similar to how some ancient texts say the pre-flood world became corrupted beyond repair, and had to be destroyed. Jesus said it would be like the days of Noah when He returned.
But again, nothing is certain. And while my heart declares with no doubt, “I know whom I have believed”, my fickle, wandering mind sometimes struggles to account for the hard to explain.
A few months ago I was struggling to assimilate new, strange information amidst the voices of intellectual scoffers echoing in my head, and I did what I always end up doing – I ran to my Rock, my Anchor, and my Shield, and into my intellectual chaos came a melody, the hymn, Tis So Sweet To Trust In Jesus. With my bass and computer I laid down 3 spontaneous tracks, then combined them with no editing. The result was a musical representation of that sweet melody running through my personal chaos, my own dreamy instrumental of that beautiful hymn, which I can listen to whenever my mind wants to run amuck. His gift to me, to feed my faith, all the more so because it came from Him. I also posted the hymn lyrics and backstory, but this blog was still an experiment and I wasn’t sure how to share my music with it.
So now that I know how, and since I find myself in a similar place, I’ve decided to reprise (rather than repost) my earlier post, and share my little bass instrumental, maybe someone else will find it uplifting as well. Feel free to share it if you want.