5-Minute Friday: Song

I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo today for one of her 5-minute Friday posts.  Fancy joining in?  She just gives you a prompt and you write for 5 minutes.  Simple.  Then you can link your post up to her blog and read others.


Well, this week’s prompt is ‘Song’.

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“We don’t know what to do, but our eyes are fixed on You.”  Somebody talked about that just the other day as I sat watching from my lounge, and this morning it came back into my head.  Because when we don’t know what to do, that’s the best thing we can do is turn up the music and let songs of praise flood the house.  Fix our eyes on Jesus.


“Don’t tell God about your problem; tell your problem about your God” – another quote I heard the other day, and isn’t that true – that the more we focus on our problems the more unattractive we become?


So I’m asking for joy.  Asking for songs of joy, from the One who rejoices over me with singing.

Learning the Secret

“I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty.  I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation” – Philippians 4:12.


Confession:  I’m still learning.  I mentioned in another post about the cuts the UK-government are making, and how things aren’t looking as secure as they used to.  This is affecting me personally.  I’m not pleading poverty; I hope I’ll never do that as long as I’ve got clothes to wear and food on the table, but I am having to be more careful with money because I sponsor my lovely children.  When I sponsored them, I did it because I could afford to, but now the government have decided I need less money to live on.  I want to be a good steward of what God has given me so I can see them through to the end of their time at Compassion, but sometimes, like this morning when I felt like thanking David Cameron for ruining my life, I feel disconnected from my children.  I wonder do I love them at all?  And if I give to the poor, but have not love …  I’m tempted to drop the sponsorships and live for myself.  Sounds ugly, doesn’t it?  And then I go to my Bible … and read this verse … and I know I need God to teach me the secret.


God has an amazing way of helping put things in perspective.  When I’m being all melodramatic and having thoughts like this morning’s, it’s not just disconnection from my children; I’m distancing myself from Him, but His peaceful presence is always there for us.  Within about half an hour, I had stopped feeling I wasn’t ready for today and had given myself a reality check:  David Cameron hasn’t ruined my life.  He’s only the Prime Minister; he’s not God.  If God has called me to sponsor my children right up until they leave the programme, He’ll take care of it.  I don’t like not knowing, but God wants me to be free from worry; free from bitterness …  He wants me to be content.


This is a song I can’t seem to stop singing lately.  It’s so cheerful, and as the chorus says:

“You’ve done a good work in me,

“And You won’t quit till I’m free”!


Thanks for reading these posts on Philippians, and I’d love to chat to you in the comments.

A Favourite Gift

I wanted to share this song with you. It’s about one of my favourite chapters in the Bible, and it’s by someone called Godfrey Birtill – a man I was introduced to about 11 years ago.

This has always been one of my favourite Godfrey songs and, on a personal note, Godfrey has a special place in my heart because he’s the one who prayed my own song-writing into being.

I couldn’t write original songs before I was a Christian – lyrics or tunes, but never both. I tried to; I listened to a radio-series on song-writing over 6 Sunday afternoons, but the more I listened, the more it seemed to go over my head.

Then along came Godfrey, to lead a worship-weekend. Sunday afternoon, and there was a workshop on song-writing. At the end, people went to the front for prayer. I don’t remember all he said, but 3 days later, out came my first song.

Sometimes people tell me how clever I am to write songs, but I know it’s not my cleverness; it’s God’s enabling. He gives good gifts to His children, and song-writing is one of my favourites He’s given me.

So, now it’s your turn. Were you reading this, eager to share about a gift God has given you? Please feel free. Your stories and answers to prayer could greatly encourage somebody else.