Show Me The Way

I have a high school friend who has taken quite an interest in mission work lately. In fact, she’s pretty certain that God’s calling her to the mission field when she’s done with her studies.

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Last week, we were on a team doing mission work with Broad Street Ministry in Philadelphia. During our time there, I had a moment where I was feeling particularly troubled and I had a feeling she’d understand what I meant when I asked, “Do you ever just feel overwhelmed about all of the sadness in the world?”

She did understand and she did share my sadness. Which did not make the sadness actually any better, but it was good to be understood in that moment.

So, anyway, for lack of anything else to write today, I’m sharing a song that became an anthem of sorts on January 16, 1991. The date was my mom’s birthday, but also the night that George HW Bush announced that the war with Iraq had begun. I was in my bed that night, feeling maybe for the first time in my young life that there actually was a lot of sadness in the world and listening to the radio. B96 played a song I had never heard as a sort of tribute–“Show Me The Way” by Styx. Since then, it’s kind of been a song I turn to from time to time.

Every night I say a prayer
In the hopes that there’s a Heaven
And everyday I’m more confused
As the saints turn into sinners

All the heroes and legends
I knew as a child have fallen to idols of clay
And I feel this empty place inside
So afraid that I’ve lost my faith

Show me the way, show me the way
Take me tonight to the river
And wash my illusions away
Please show me the way

And as I slowly drift to sleep
For a moment dreams are sacred
I close my eyes and know that there’s peace
In a world so filled with hatred

That I wake up each morning and turn on the news
To find we’ve so far to go
And I keep on hoping for a sign
So afraid I just won’t know

Show me the way, show me the way
Bring me tonight to the mountain
And take my confusion away
And show me the way

And if I see a light, should I believe
Tell me how will I know

Show me the way, show me the way
Take me tonight to the river
And wash my illusions away

Show me the way, show me the way
Give me the strength and the courage
To believe that I’ll get there someday
And please show me the way

Every night I say a prayer
In the hopes that there’s a Heaven

So, even as I was typing the stuff above, 8 YO Jacey came into my office, carrying a small suitcase of her treasures and sat down in a chair. “Hi, Jacey!” I exclaimed. “What are you doing here?”

“I just came to visit you!” She exclaimed. So we visited for awhile and I thanked God for people and circumstances that also help me remember all of the good things there are in the world as well.

May you know all of God’s goodness today!