The Call. A song testimony of when I found Jesus again.
In 2015, I lost a lot. Loved ones, trust...but most of all, I lost my faith. I struggled for so long. I knew God was there. But no longer could I feel Him. I started going to youth group. And, in the summer, I went to youth camp.
"It started out as a feeling..."
There was something about it. The air changed. What I originally thought would be a pain, was turning into a blessing...
"Which then grew into a hope..."
On the wall, there was a simple question. One that I pondered. One that I couldn't get out of my head.
"Which then turned into a quiet thought..."
It read, "Why wait, for the call, when you have the command?"
"Which then turned into a quiet word..."
Something started stirring inside me. I no longer looked forward to the day to day activities...but for the sermons. Every, day.
"And then that word grew louder and louder..."
And I cried.
"Till it was a battle cry!"
It clicked. And I ran to His arms once more...I wasn't too far gone. He...He wanted me back.
"I'll come back, when you call me..."
I renewed my faith and I knew then...I'd return to this place. I wanted more.
"No need to say goodbye..."
When I got home, reading my Bible became a regular routine. My life started changing. Though I can't say I was perfect. I still had sin in my life from past struggles.
"Just because everything's changing..."
I finally found that warm light again...the childlike faith that found comfort in the Lord.
"Doesn't mean it's never been this way before..."
And though I changed...a lot my 'friends' didn't. And I had to back away from them to keep from being pulled away again. But even still, God gave me my best friend back.
"All you can do, is try to know who your friends are..."
And I began exploring what my faith meant...what God now wanted for me. Because in my heart, was restlessness. I no longer wanted to have my old life. But push into a new one.
"As you head off to the war..."
As time went on, I felt like I was failing again. One night, I did. My sins came to light. And for the first, in about a month, I opened my Bible. And there was this verse...that just popped out above all. On the page I turned to.
"Pick a star on the dark horizon..."
Psalm 30:5, "For His anger endureth but a moment. In His favor is life. Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."
"And follow the light..."
I held onto that verse. I cried. And I fell into His arms.
"You'll come back, when it's over..."
God's grace is unending. He still wanted me back...
"No need, to say goodbye..."
Fast forward one year, a year of new beginnings. Here I was again. In the van. On the way to camp once more.
"Now we're back to the beginning..."
My heart was pounding as I step into the familiar air. One year before, I had just wanted the activities. Now, I had just wanted the sermons. Those life changing messages, that had changed me forever.
"It's just the feeling and no one knows yet..."
I felt kind of like the outsider. The kids didn't see it the way I did.
"But just because they can't feel it too..."
But that didn't stop me. I was tired of running away from God.
"Doesn't mean that you have to forget..."
When I closed my eyes, I saw the overwhelming warmth of memories. And the decision I had made while I was there that first year.
"Let your memories go stronger and stronger..."
That had been the year, I answered the command, the call. And I wanted more than anything, to serve God and be His light. A missionary for all of His children. "Why wait for the call, when you have the command?"
"Till they're before your eyes..."
So no matter how far I ran, God wasn't through with me. He could've struck me dead...but He didn't.
"You'll come back..."
He gave me that chance. To turn back.
"When they call you..."
And now, I look ahead, and all I see...is Grace. Amazing Grace.
"No need to say goodbye..."
*All lyrics for this piece belong to the original owner.
