2017-03-01 - Waiting
There’s a song I really loved from one of Lyndsey Buckingham’s solo records (Under the Skin), called I am Waiting. It’s actually a Rolling Stones song written by Mick Jagger and Keith Richards in 1966. And that year was my birth year, as well, which I found interesting, too. I’m not sure if it’s a song about a girl, other person, situation or event they hoped would soon transpire as they waited. But for me, the music and words resounded through my head as I waited for over eighty days for my father to wake from a coma almost nine years ago. And when he woke up, he spoke of being given another chance by God, and so a few things would be different. I couldn’t listen to that song again for quite a while after he recovered, because it made me think of how he had almost left the Earth for good, and somehow there’s seemingly never enough time. We wait what feels like an eternity, not really understanding time, we hope for more time, we talk about change for the time remaining, yet very often after the crisis passes and we end up right back where we had once begun. More recently, I have also realized that it’s a fantastic song that can have deeper meaning, as well. Here are a portion of the lyrics for you to follow my line of thought.
So I have always believed that while a person may have intent within the context of a song they write, it then becomes a gift to the receiver of the song going into their heart, upon hearing it. At that point, the meaning is now your story as it connects to your own life. I thought the meaning for me was just my father coming out of the coma. I now think it was more than just that particular aspect of the situation those years ago. Perhaps he, also, was coming out of a spiritual coma, too, even though at the time I was more focused on him not physically dying. And while getting a glimmer of a changed heart, and him seeing more to his life than it once had been, I cannot really be sure anything different ever transpired. I cannot say it didn’t either, because I don’t fully know his heart; only God does.
Are you in a spiritual coma? Some days, I feel like I am, even having known my heavenly father since I was seventeen years old. He waits patiently for those who follow him to come to him and learn what goodness he has in store, and what he has planned for them. He also may feel like he’s “waiting for someone to come out of somewhere” when they haven’t yet met him for the first time. I am so grateful he waited for me. I am even more grateful for the fact that no matter how slow I may have been to realize all he had in store for me, that he didn’t give up. He never told me he was “done”, but instead told me “it is finished,” (When he had received the drink, Jesus said, “It is finished.” With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit. John 19:30 NIV) so I am forever free, with him having taken my place where my destiny of death had been. Thank you Jesus!!
“Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me.” (Psalm 142:7 NIV)
All scripture references from King James Version (KJV) unless otherwise noted