A Song Can Rise

Normally I write on my Mac or my iPad. But last night, inspiration struck late. I spent awhile furiously scribbling on scraps of paper and left over stuff from the real estate day we had just concluded.

I can’t wait to finish it. I can’t wait to share it. I think it will be provocative and challenging. I believe if shared enough, if given a wide enough audience, it might just help us in the fight against those who who molest children or sexually assault others.

But in the midst of the writing storm, an old friend from my preaching days posted some song lyrics on Facebook. She didn’t give the name of the song. She didn’t share the identity of the group that sang it.

But how the lyrics resonated.
With me.
With my life.
With my struggle with God.

I am doing so much better than I was. I am standing. I am determined. I am moving forward to build the best life ever.

But there are days. Yes, there are days…
There are days of heartache and challenges.
There are days of little to no self-confidence.
There are days where the questions seem to overpower the hope.

But not for long.

So, as I work on an article I believe will be helpful, I’d like to share the lyrics from Worn by Tenth Avenue North

I’m tired
I’m worn
My heart is heavy
From the work it takes to keep on breathing

I’ve made mistakes
I’ve let my hope fail
My soul feels crushed
By the weight of this world
And I know that you can give me rest
So I cry out with all that I have left

Let me see redemption win
Let me know the struggle ends
That you can mend a heart that’s frail and torn

I want to know a song can rise
From the ashes of a broken life
And all that’s dead inside can be reborn
Cause I’m worn

I know I need
To lift my eyes up
But I’m too week
Life just won’t let up
And I know that You can give me rest
So I cry out with all that I have left

Let me see redemption win
Let me know the struggle ends
That you can mend a heart that’s frail and torn

I want to know a song can rise
From the ashes of a broken life
And all that’s dead inside can be reborn
Cause I’m worn

And my prayers are wearing thin
I’m worn even before the day begins
I’m worn I’ve lost my will to fight
I’m worn so heaven so come and fluid my eyes

Let me see redemption win
Let me know the struggle ends
That you can mend a heart that’s frail and torn

I want to know a song can rise
From the ashes of a broken life
And all that’s dead inside can be reborn
Yes all that’s dead inside will be reborn
Though I’m worn
Yeah I’m worn

I want to know a song can rise from the ashes of a broken life

With sometimes cracking voice and strained vocal chords, I am singing.

I suspect some reading this need to let God start warming them up to sing again.

Do you think we might sing together?

Les Ferguson, Jr.

6 thoughts on “A Song Can Rise

  1. Your old friend is surely thankful for this new song you are singing. I am amazed at how God works-it was the thought of your precious family that was on my mind as I wrote last night.

    Crank it up, friend!!! 😉

  2. I lift you up in prayer, Les, but don’t know about singing your song…I’ve never been crushed as you have brother.
    I write to say…YOU ARE BETTER, BROTHER! I know that you’ll continue to have ‘days’. But, you are better! I can read it, I can ‘feel’ it. God bless you and your family as you all must feel this together…at least, you and Becky must feel it. Praise God. Don’t lose hope! Don’t let Satan win. Keep looking up and hang on when you have ‘days’. (By the way, I think some of those ole days are surely because of the searing pain you feel, but also because you loved them so. Oh! Was that one if those nonsensical things that ‘we’ , the outsiders say? I hope it isn’t so trite, please forgive me if it is.). Vicky Pruitt

  3. “Worn” has been my song for a while.
    It is also the last statement I told the elders at the church I left several months back.
    I do believe God heals, in His time!

  4. Les, This is one of my favorite songs……every time I hear it on KLOVE I stop what I’m doing and the tears just fall like rivers from my eyes and heart. “I’m worn — but rising from the ashes of a broken heart.” I can feel God’s mighty presence at work, yet there is a fear that I pray will soon be released. It’s so hard to trust again after so much of what you trusted in has been swept away so suddenly. I’m not at all surprised that the words of this song grabbed your attention and your heart. The words of this song are powerful!

    My prayers remain with you and your family — constantly.

    I can’t wait to see what you’ve written!!! When God moves us — stirs within — such amazing things pour out from the depths of our soul!

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