From last Saturday morning until last night, HH drove me all over the northeast for his business appointments, a trade show, a dinner with some work associates (and a few wives). Touring metropolitan cities…seeing the sights…sounds fun, right?
It may surprise you to know I spent every day that I wasn’t in the car in our hotel room with my head in my laptop, working on the new theme and situating things to work correctly. With city life bustling around me, I sought the life I’ve grown accustomed to…
Living in a city is the way of life for many, many people (many!). Like it or not, we have to go where a job takes us…and endure (and sometimes enjoy) the living conditions as such. Cities can be exciting places to live!
I did escape the hotel room at night. Call it whatever you wish, but I noticed that, in NYC, people don’t engage with others as they go from here to there. Most walk briskly, head down, with great intention…but with little attention.
We walked past a young woman one evening who was out walking her adorable little dogs. I commented on their cuteness, and I shocked her with the spoken word. Maybe drawing others in is a southern thang (my southern slang for today). We see it as politeness, not intrusion. As we walked further, I pondered the difference.
Maybe city dwellers invert themselves when in public as an escape to a quiet life – quiet within themselves. We are all wired with a need for God in our lives. He put the yearning in our hearts so we would seek Him. Some of us try every other road in life, seeking soul-filling satisfaction, before truly discovering God and His greatness. The Lord is the only true filling we’ll find. For HH and I at least, He also placed a yearning within for a quiet life.
Christian music pierces my soul with God’s truth when I want to escape the troubles (and bustle!) of this world.
It was Friday morning (yes, in a Jersey City hotel room) as I wrote this post. That afternoon, when HH finished his final meeting of the week, we were heading home – a two-day journey. HH (talk about ordained by God!) sent me a text from a subway station. A street musician was playing the trumpet. – one of HH’s favorite songs.
It Is Well With My Soul
This cute little boy, I’m sure, is nothing like the musician on the street, the music of whom HH only heard from afar. Surely he’s much older than this child and possibly homeless – earning a living with his gift.
Maybe blowing through a trumpet is the street musician’s ministry. (We all have one, no matter our age.) Does he find solace in his own music, the soul-piercing kind? Does he realize the effect his music has on the lives of those passing by? I wonder….
Our Lord knew what HH needed to hear on Friday morning. It was a good week in many ways, but tiring and hurried for HH with a long road home yet ahead. God knows our deepest needs and fills them perfectly. He reveals Himself to us every day in wonderful ways, and we see Him in events if we pay attention.
What music pierces your soul to bring much-needed escape from our crazy world?