Sometimes I hear something that completely captures my attention. That’s especially true for me with music. I hear a tune, or lyrics, and I’m overcome. I’m inspired. One song really hit home with me this past week, called “Captivated” by Vickie Beeching:
Your laughter it echoes like a joyous thunder
Your whisper it warms me like a summer breeze
Your anger is fiercer than the sun in its splendour
You’re close and yet full of mystery
Ever since the day that I saw Your face
Try as I may, I cannot look away, I cannot look away…
Captivated by You
I am captivated by You
May my life be one unbroken gaze
Fixed upon the beauty of Your face
Beholding is becoming, so as You fill my gaze
I become more like You and my heart is changed
Beholding is becoming, so as You fill my view
Transform me into the likeness of You
This is what I ask, for all my days
That I may, never look away, never look away…
No other could ever be as beautiful
No other could ever steal my heart away
I just can’t look away…
I want that! I want my life to be an unbroken gaze upon the beautiful face of my Savior! I want to continue to be totally in love with and in awe of a God who is so vast as to virtually make my brain shut down when I try to imagine Him. And yet, at the same time, so personal that He would become a man to take away my sins, knit me together in my mother’s womb, and knows how many hairs are on my head.
I want to continue to behold and become like my God, so humble as to sit little children upon His knee. So kind and generous that he healed the sick and soothed the tortured soul. I want me, selfish and small, to be transformed in and by His likeness, so that where I am seen, He is known. I want to be held in a captivating faith so strong that my heart cannot be pulled away.
Praise the LORD.
Praise God in his sanctuary;
praise him in his mighty heavens.
Praise him for his acts of power;
praise him for his surpassing greatness.
Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,
praise him with the harp and lyre,
praise him with tambourine and dancing,
praise him with the strings and flute,
praise him with the clash of cymbals,
praise him with resounding cymbals.
Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.
Praise the LORD.
Psalm 150
May the Lord grant you the desires of your heart….=)
Anne, thank you for suggesting this song. I’ll look it up.
I love music and one of my “roles” is that of oboist and music teacher. I don’t have a lot of time to give to it right now because we travel so much.
I hope that your pregnancy is going well. Congratulations!
We have one daughter and she has spent this last year teaching in Spain.
I am enjoying this blog.
God bless,
Mrs. Webfoot
My dad’s the choir director at his church and my mom is the soprano soloist. But they’re also retired school music teachers. In fact they’ve made music their living all my life. So, maybe that’s why music affects me the way it does. I was truly blessed to be surrounded by it growing up.
“I want me, selfish and small, to be transformed in and by His likeness, so that where I am seen, He is known. ”
Amen. THAT is what it’s all about – being sanctifed so that we can better glorify Him!
The nations shall know that I am the Lord,” says the Lord God, “when I am hallowed in you before their eyes.” (Ezekiel 36:23)
Anne, you were blessed to grow up surrounded by good music.
Your post is beautiful.
God bless,
Mrs. Webfoot
Anne:
Love the post! And Stacy that is exactly what it is about: glorifying God and enjoying Him forever (a bad summarization of WSC Q1). Captivating Faith is a goal I pray for.
Gail