I’m caught up in a song these days. I listen to it over and over. When driving. When in the dentist chair for hours. And just today, while flying. I love the melody and the singer’s voice. But mostly I love the words.
“I want to wake up;
See where I’m going, yeah
Chase what I’m dreaming;
Run away till I out run all my pain
I swear I pray everyday
But still nothing’s changing
Feels like my life might need rearranging
You say that You’re here and right now is a test of faith
So open up my heart and have Your way
I’m sinking in my thoughts so pull me from the waves
My head’s above the water. You’re my sweet escape
I need you just so I can breathe
Now I can breathe, Hey I can breathe
I can breathe, I need you just so I can breathe
You said this feeling
Would only last for a season, yeah
But I’m still here and I’m wondering
Why I’m not the same
I prayed every day
That’s when You changed me
I’m not the same cause You rearranged me
You said You were here–that was my test of faith”
So open up my heart and have Your way
I’m sinking in my thoughts so pull me from the waves
My head’s above the water. You’re my sweet escape
I need you just so I can breathe
Now I can breathe, Hey I can breathe
I can breathe, I need you just so I can breathe
La’Porsha Renae
I’m not certain just whom is being sung about. An individual, or God. I think I hear both. But I’m drawn more to it being a call to God. “Feels like my life might need rearranging”; then “I’m not the same because you rearranged me.”
I know about feeling like rearranging is in order. I also know about going through rearrangement. Actually, I’m in the midst of it. I have all kinds of help. All listen to my words and my heart. And I am helped. Yet, there is another listener I’m learning to speak to. And then to listen in the presence. Then I can breathe.
Cometsgirl 