The Mighty Captain

Here is another guest post – this time I am honoured to host my friend Grace –

I don’t know about you, but too many times in my life I have been guilty of imagining God as a caricature of who He really is.  I’ve been a Christian a long time, since I was a very little girl, in fact.  Unfortunately, because I have been immersed in Church culture for so long, religious tradition can creep into my understanding of who He is.

I hate to admit it, but I have sometimes thought of God as a buddy— he loves me, he’s involved in my life, he cares… kinda. But when all is said and done, he’s got his own stuff to worry about.   When I was younger I imagined him one of two ways, either as my “granddad in the clouds”, possibly with naked, winged babies crowding around him;  or as the perpetual Christ on the cross, broken wounded, spat upon… bleeding all the more every time I sinned.  I’ve even, on occasion, thought of him as some faceless entity, distant and unknowable; who only pays attention to me if I’ve done something very wrong or very right.

But God is, of course, much more multi faceted, much more complex, much more “person” than even his creation.  Fortunately for me, because a relationship isn’t one sided, God creeps into my skewed perspective and transforms my understanding of who he is.

A couple of years ago now, I heard someone give a talk about praising God, and they mentioned asking God to give you a song* to start your day with.  I really can’t remember much else about the talk, not even who gave it… but it sounded good. It sounded Holy.  It sounded like something that would bring about a quick spiritual high, one of those wonderfully addictive things us Christians enjoy very much.

As I went to bed that night I prayed, asking God to give me a song as I woke up.  I even imagined what the song might be and how it might impact my day.  What would it mean?!

When morning arrived, I literally woke up humming Gilbert and Sullivan’s, “Give three cheers and one cheer more—for the mighty captain of the Pinafore.”

I didn’t connect it immediately, and thought to myself, “Where did THAT come from?” Very clearly God spoke to me and said, “You asked for a song, you didn’t specify what kind.”  I sat in bed laughing my head off.  God loves me.  He loves me and He knows me.  He knows I like a little good hearted teasing, He knows that I enjoy a good laugh… he did both.   That ridiculous song not only made me love him more, it made me worshipful that day.  Mission accomplished.

Isn’t God wonderful and personal and… just, amazing really.

*Psalm 42:8 By day the LORD decrees his loyal love, and by night he gives me a song, a prayer to the living God

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