*At His Word Lyrics – © Wanda J. Murry, March 22, 2020
Everything God said is true
Don’t forget he cares for you
Everything is in his hand
God has always had a plan
Don’t fear, no no no no
Don’t fret, no no no no
Just take him at his word
Just take him at his word
The pandemic hit American soil, and we ran for the safety and cover of the Stay-Home-Orders lockdown across America. Even the church had to close its doors, amid great protest. Fear entered hearts as working from home exposed the deficiencies in our picture-perfect existence. I marveled at how faith was, and continues, to be tested, especially in light of the part worshiping in a building became a defining factor for so many. The fight and lawsuits by “the church” demanding freedoms to assemble struck me as odd. Why? Because I was curious about the mindset behind the demand…
Did Jesus followers believe they needed to gather in a building to practice their religion?
Did Jesus followers believe there was a “vail” in their buildings that would protect them from the virus?
Did Jesus followers believe what scripture said about the times that would come, and that would precede Jesus’ return one day, to gather us to himself?
Had “worship” become something to be performed in a building, on certain days, in what is a Laodicean mindset?
*So Many Reasons Lyrics – © Wanda J. Murry, April 2020
Lord you give me so many reasons
To lift my hands to heaven in praise
Lord you give me so many reasons
To start each day just looking to pray
Lord you give me so many reasons
To open up my heart each day
All over the world, people were experiencing isolation and confinement to their living spaces. The world was attempting to slow the spread of the coronavirus. People were going stir-crazy. Parents realized teaching their kids wasn’t as easy as they assumed. Spouses realized their interrupted routines were now under a microscope that was revealing unpleasant things they had covered up by staying busy. Domestic abuse cases rose. Loneliness and self-identity issues hit hearts accustomed to camouflaging under the outer appearance no longer on open display. Other things were exposed as well. The need for changes. The need to reconnect. The opportunity to work on the bucket list buried in the back of desk drawers. The realization of how unprepared we are for a future with diminishing social, economic, and retirement resources and benefits. So many depressing things unless – we look on the bright side; the right side. That place from which our help comes!
*Stop Please Lyrics – © Wanda J. Murry, June 3, 2020
Stop please, They mean you no harm
Stop please, Face down, surrendered, unarmed
Stop please, No more blood splatters
Stop please, Because black lives matter
I felt the pain, horror, and hatred recorded live in the George Floyd murder. It was final ignition to the powder keg that has been brewing in America. A divide supported and seemingly provoked by authorities who are supposed to be leading our country across a multitude of fronts. A mish-mesh of solutions parading across the nation. A sad example for a land touted as being the land of the free; a land of equality.
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