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The Secret Place

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I’ve been listening to this song again. It came at time last year when I was struggling. There had been a death. Discouragement on all sides. Sometimes we get so caught up that we forget His character.  This was a good reminder that-

Better is one day in your courts
    than a thousand elsewhere” Psalm 84:10


 
Thank you Lord, we are in a much different season now than we were a year ago. The reminder is still the same. He is still good. 

 

Hands are lifted high,
Hearts awake to life,
We are satisfied here with you.
Chains will hit the floor,
Broken lives restored,
We couldn’t ask for more
Here with you

xo,

Synesthesia- Bethel

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Who doesn’t need some good music to study to? Some peaceful, background music that just so happens to be cool?

Enter the album Synesthesia by Bethel. 

I had planned to take a “break” from life following the birth of my daughter (Still so weird for me to say that!) and REST. Well, this album came at a great time. It was perfect background music to relax to and enjoy the arrival of my newest little love. 

 

So take a day to relax, study, blog, read, have a baby,  whatever and get you some Synesthesia. 

 

xo,

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Psalm 46

2016 was a tough year. On many accounts. This song by Shane and Shane, inspired by Psalm 46 was a song on repeat in our household when we discovered it sometime near November. The lyrics floor me. How often I have wrestled the Lord…

O Lord You know the hearts of men
and still you let them live.
O God, who makes the mountains melt
come wrestle us and win.

Though oceans roar, You are the Lord of all,
the one who calms the wind and waves and makes my heart be still.
Though the earth gives way, the mountains move into the sea,
the nations rage, I know my God is in control.

 

In His Grip,

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Shepherd

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Shepherd by Bethel is a great song I wanted to pass along to add to the ol’ playlist. Jonathan shoved this in song in my ear as I was in the most intense part of labor with my 3rd babe. The chorus, a great reminder of His goodness.

 

           

 

You will lift my head above the mighty waves
You are able to keep me from stumbling
And in my weakness
You are the strength that comes from within
Good shepherd of my soul
Take my hand and lead me on

 

Just tuck this song back next time you have a baby.  ūüôā

In His Grip,

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O Come to the Altar

Happy Easter! Jesus is ALIVE!

We had a jam packed weekend! For whatever reason, I’m always amazed that God is about the heart. People are searching for answers the crazier this world gets. And He’s always calling people to Himself.¬†This weekend over 240 people understood the real significance of Easter and came to know Jesus! (and that was just in 1 service!)

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If you think the church was packed out that day, you should’ve seen the parking lot! The security team said they’d never seen so many cars in the 24 years Calvary has been around. And some crazy turn of events, I ended up in “Keeper of the Gate” position at the main entrance (which is a terrifying responsibility)- ¬†the police were asking me if we should reroute traffic because of gridlock we created on the main road. Oops.

 

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Let’s just say it got a little squirrelly out there.

One of favorite things about the weekend was the song that was introduced, by Elevation. Check it out:

Bring your sorrows and trade them for joy// From the ashes a new life is born// Jesus is calling//

O Come to the altar //¬†The Father’s arms are open wide //

Forgiveness was bought with // the precious blood of Jesus Christ

Hope you enjoyed Easter! What a celebration it is!

In His Grip,

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A Silent Night

Although it’s been another 85* winter season in Florida, we can’t help but break out the Christmas decor, movies and music. Although I would say that I haven’t seen as many Snow Globes these days. Maybe Floridians don’t want to pretend anymore. It’s hot.

It was another night familiar to many other parents of small children, the boys were struggling to fall asleep. ¬†The routines weren’t doing much ¬†and both Jonathan and I had both taken turns sitting with our youngest to settle him. We’ve tried different things but for whatever reason, and tis the season, music would be the cure to this little boy’s insomnia.

 

Enter Silent Night by Pentatonix.

 

On repeat.

 

Have I listened to this song 56 times in a row?

 

Hearing this song thoroughly with all the sweet harmonies brings me back to my choir days at Eau Gallie High when we’d sing in empty hallways and the reverb would kick into high gear, echoing throughout the school. ¬†It was some of my favorite moments in high school; A glorious thing to think that kind of sound could be produced with a brilliant instructor and a couple of voices. Made me wonder what angels sound like.

 

Or when I joined the worship team at Calvary Chapel that first year and played keys at the Christmas Eve services with that song on the roster. I remember my fingers trembling to play such a simple melody in front of a large audience.

 

But this song, Silent Night, took on a different meaning just a few short years ago. And as I sat in the room with my youngest son, I remembered. And cried.

 

It was just 4 years ago, that Christmas Eve morning, we got the news from Dr. Bomalaski that all our options had been exhausted with Arlene who had battled stage 4 ovarian cancer  and hospice was the last stop. We all sat in the room and listened. Asking few questions. A painful reality sunk in. Quiet.

 

Just an hour later, Jonathan had to head to rehearsals for the 4 back to back Christmas Eve services, with 15,000+ in attendance.

 

It has been a Schroer family tradition to gather for dinner and ¬†watch the movie It’s a Wonderful Life on Christmas Eve, so after services had finished and with the nursing staff accomodating, we all met in an hospital waiting room with pillows, ¬†blankets and watched it together for the last time. Arlene tired quickly and seeing how exhausted she was, turned in soonafter.

 

As she drifted off to sleep, she asked us to sing her Silent Night. So Becky, Jonathan and I sang our hearts out, ¬†harmonies and all, by her bedside . Those Schroers can really sing. I remember thinking how sweet it sounded and yet nothing compared to the melodies she would soon hear on eternity’s side. What a song. What a woman.

 

So here we are, 4 years later, 2 children deep. My children may not have ever known Arlene but this season, they drift off to sleep regularly to the last song we ever sang to her. One day, by God’s unending mercy and grace, I hope they do get to meet the woman who changed my life. For now, if you see me get a little choked up over this song, you know why. I may be sad at heart, but I have tremendous hope. For I am told,

 

Where O Death, is your victory?
and where is your sting?

 

It’s only because of Jesus, the One the song is about, the One who holds all things together, the One the world’s axis is hinged upon, that we have this hope. I’m thankful for the ways He¬†taught us¬†through that terrible season ¬†and how He’s sustained us through this one.

 

¬†In all this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. ¬†These have come so that the proven genuineness of your faith‚ÄĒof greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire‚ÄĒmay result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed. 1 Peter 1:6-7

 

I pray God’s richest blessings on you, whether your heart is full or of great loss, that you would ¬†find Him throughout this deep and meaningful season and uncover the true joy He has for those who seek Him.

 

 

 

In His Grip,

 

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