Move me
On my semi-long commute in to downtown Chicago, I listen to the morning show without fail. This morning I heard the song by Greg Long, entitled "Fifteen." I found myself weeping. It caused me to consider what types of things move me to tears. As I think of more, I'll add them ...
- perseverance in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds
- an underdog crossing the finish line
- a child's "ah-ha" moment of learning
- the mental picture of me crawling into the lap of the Father to tell Him my cares
- the brokenness of one who realizes his/her sin
- praying for the crushing needs of another
- love prevailing
- the grace and mercy of God's forgiveness compared to the weight of my sin
- a handmade gift
- the birth of a baby
- the legacy of a loved one
When a piano string resonates with a note, it is a wonderful thing to hear. When tears resonate with the heart, it is a wonderful thing to bear.