Calling himself the "Van Halen of Church organists," he had the congregation sing together on the first verse, the women would sing the second verse, men only on the third verse, and then we would all sing together on the last verse. I really took his counsel to connect with the lyrics. I had never caught the profound wisdom of "O My Father." [The version I have linked is by no means my favorite, but this man makes me really happy, and I just feel like this song needs the warmth of a male voice. And I am not really a fan of the Tabernacle Choir--is that horrible? I just don't feel like you can connect to the words and true meaning with a choir.]
Yet ofttimes a secret something
Whispered, "You're a stranger here,"
I needed to be reminded that I am a daughter of God, and that I can develop an everlasting relationship that will help me understand the here and now.
I guess I needed this reminder again because this was what I kept thinking about while watching Ocean Heaven at BYU's International Cinema a few weeks ago.
It is an incredible film. See it if you can! It is one of those movies that you come out happy, despite sobbing through it all--it's an accurate representation of life.
The father in the film eventually realizes that he has to teach his son to be self-relient. It's the best way he can show his love because it will last when he is gone. It was such an allegory for me.
Then, at length, when I've completed
All you sent me forth to do,
With your mutual approbation
Let me come and dwell with you.
Life on earth can be so hard. There is so much we don't understand; we're often like Dafu: afraid and stuck in our own, limited perspectives. But we are so loved my heavenly parents. We struggle because it's all worth it and because we can do it. During the movie, I kept thinking why didn't the dad teach his son these things before? Dafu was capable of so much more than he could outwardly demonstrate. I turn this on myself, and I know I can be so much more.
I've always loved Romans 8. "And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with Christ; if so be that we suffer with him, that we may be also glorified together. For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us." (Verses 17 and 18--there is a footnote that changes in us to to us, but I like this better when I need comfort.)
That's what an incredible parent does--loves in the way that we need it most. Loves us as we fail and often flounder, when it would be easier for him to just do it for us. Accepts and understands us, but pushes us to our full potential. I can't wait to try to be this kind of parent! But in the meantime, I am going to remember that I have parents loving and preparing me. I already have the forever kind of love I am so desperately in need of.