My Music

“'My heart, O God, is steadfast. I will sing and make music” (Psalm 57:7, NIV).

Because you belong to me, I know you intimately. You are my instrument, and I long to make powerful music in your life. I long to play the music of my love through you. Your music is not my music. Your music rises from self, but my music rises from the love and grace of my sacrifice. It is complete, and never fails. It is honest, and never fabricates. It is pure and never clouded with earthy judgment. I make harmony of which you make such discord. My music played in your life sounds hope in the ears of those you alone have no power to impact.

Through you I have the power to reach those you have failed‒the ones you have misjudged and the ones of whom you have thought less. Self always judges, and because of that you have had no power to make a difference. You have placed yourself in the way of what I am able to do. Yield your life to me, and allow me to bring harmony to its purpose. Once surrendered my music will flow, rich and free, through you into others. Never allow the discordant failures of your life to hold you back. Because you know me as your Lord, and desire all of me now, your failures are mine to take. They are no longer yours. It is my purpose to bear them, and to make all things new.

Even during the darkest of days, David praised me with a steadfast heart. The music of his life was mine. He was my instrument. You, just like my servant, David, are also my instrument. Never allow hard circumstances to keep you from playing the music I have placed within your heart. Those circumstances, when given to me, have the ability to impart greater faith. Through your yielded life, I will make music that speaks to the souls of men and bids them come to me. Never forget that you are mine, and that any attempt to make music without my help will always fail. Only I can play the greatest music on the strings of your life. Only I can bring out the beautiful promises that sing my praise.

“My heart is confident in you, O God; my heart is confident,” David proclaimed. “No wonder I can sing your praises!” (Psalm 57:7, NLT). You are my instrument, child, and I am the conductor of your life. Have confidence in me. All I desire is your surrender and obedience. Open your heart to my music, and allow me to play upon the strings of your heart. Through you I will write music that draws men and changes hearts. Your life shall become a glorious symphony—if you will allow me to have all of you.