Breathless Haste

Tears on the Carpet

Somehow, songs often speak to my soul in ways spoken words don't. At church on Sundays, I often find myself wiping away tears as I sing the songs. My sister sometimes turns to me and asks, “Are you OK?” Yes, I’m fine. Music has a way of moving me deeply. Recently, I had a flashback to this part of our story, when a song swept me off my feet and onto my knees. We were trying to discern whether God was calling us to move to Chicago and begin a new life in ministry, in our 40s! During a gathering with the other interns, we were led into prayer, and then a song began playing in the room. I pulled my chair back, leaned forward, rested my arms on my legs, and lowered my head between my knees. My tears dripped onto the carpet below. I was trying to surrender fully to God. The words felt as if they had been written specifically for me, at this crossroads in my life. I was completely undone. Those tears opened my heart, and we took the next steps into a life of fully investing in our life with God. To read these stories of how God spoke to us throughout our lives, through heartaches, miracles, job transitions, and moves to large cities, pick up a copy of Breathless Haste: Finding God in Ordinary Life. Available on Amazon, Audible, and your favorite book platforms.