Lessons From my Washburn (guitar)

So we, being many, are one body in Christ, and individually members of one another. Having then gifts differing according to the grace that is given to us, let us use them: Romans 12:5-6 a NKJV

I always look forward to the insights that Beth Allison shares over on her blog Lessons From a Lab I, on the other hand get to learn a few things from my Washburn. Now I freely admit that the photos Beth shares of her doggie friends, Adi and Summer are far cuter, than my guitar, but God uses what we each of have to teach us His truth, and it was kind of neat how changing and tuning six strings yesterday reminded me of today’s verse.

First, every string is different. Each of us requires our own individual amount of tension if we are going to sound our note. When we go around expecting others to be singing the same as us, we will not only be sorely disappointed, but we will also miss out on enjoying being ourselves. Some folks are low and slow, like Brother Low E, and others are temperamental and creative like the Mr. B-string, (whose soulful pitch sounds wonderful but goes out of tune the fastest!)

Secondly, each string has its own time and place to be playing during the song. Sometimes the lower strings remain silent, while the highest notes are trilling away, and yet they cannot leave the fretboard in a huff, demanding more attention. They must patiently wait their turn to become the baseline, that will help me to transition from the verse to the chorus. Yes, there are happy tunes when everyone gets to alternate in upbeat joyful praise, but best of all, are the moments when they join together in a final harmonic ring!

Last, I learned that the place assigned by the world to my strings is the exact opposite of how I relate to them. You see, Brother E, who is my lowest note is called my sixth string, and High E, who is his little sister, is called first. Though she may put on airs, when others call her the finest string of all, I would remind her that, from the musician’s point of view, it is the lowest string who is closest to me and nearest to my heart. But whether we are first or last, the most wonderful thing is that we are all his instrument, who He created and tuned to play a song of praise to Him today and forever!

Show Me Your Ways

Show me Your ways, O Lord; Teach me Your paths. Lead me in Your truth and teach me, For You are the God of my salvation; On You I wait all the day. Psalms 25:4‭-‬5 NKJV

Have you ever longed to pray yet aren’t sure where to begin? That is a struggle for me too. This passage from Psalm 25 was a cry of David’s heart that has become my own most regular personal prayer. If you think about it this Psalm was originally written to an ancient tune that helped the readers remember the words. I believe God allowed those melodies to be forgotten, not so we would simply convert it to prose, but so that each generation could put it to their own music. A few years ago I recorded my own version and I hope that it might help you to make these words your own prayer today.

What if Joy? Song

First I would like to thank Beth Alisan for encouragement to make my poem “What if Joy? into a song. Personally I was skeptical as song writing and poetry are much entirely different at least for me. But the idea kept nagging at me. Finally, I sat down with the guitar, prayed and worked on a melody over the last couple of weeks. By the way, I highly recommend the blog that Beth writes – Lessons from a Lab – I have always admired the multitude of life lessons that she has passed on to us while walking Adi, her Labrador Retriever. You can find it at https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/163893015

So thanks Beth and I hope you like this simple song. Have a blessed day all and no matter what you are facing, stop and ask the question, “What if Joy is the path that God is making to see me through?”