On perspective

I am a little bit of a perfectionist.

Ok, if you know me, you might be laughing right now.

The truth is, I spend a fair amount of time and energy trying to order and control just about everything (and everyone) in my life.

I like things done well.  I like to see projects through from beginning to end.

I like data.  Quantifiable results.  Measurable success.

Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty, I sing.

Echoes of Revelation.

My heart is captured, full of longing for that day when I will join my song with all of creation.

The great cloud of witnesses that has gone before.

The great cloud of witnesses that will follow.

Blessing and honor, strength and glory and power be to You

I imagine looking around at this great cloud of witnesses, the faithful throughout history, and suddenly I feel small.  Very small.

Not insignificant, for I am confident of my place here.

When I catch my Father’s eye, I know that he values my song, my story.

But I know too that my song is not an end unto itself.

Today this is freeing.  So freeing.

In that moment, that song of eternity for which I am made, my data doesn’t matter.

My quantifiable results, my measurable successes (or lack thereof) are forgotten.  Insignificant.

In that moment, it is my heart, my love, my voice that matter.

And not mine alone.

It is our hearts, our love, our voices that matter, friends.

Joined with the ones who have gone before.  Joined with the ones who will follow.

In this moment, this song of eternity for which we are made.

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