All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
I have heard this song hundreds of times. I have always liked it, but it was never one of my favorite songs by Gungor. It seemed so cliche. It seemed like something I already knew.
This week at Arts Camp, I heard this song at least twice every day. At first I was just surprised that they were using a Gungor song as a "congregational" song. Then it got stuck in my head. Seriously. It has been repeating nonstop for the last 6 days. I can't stop humming or singing it, even when I'm at the store or teaching at camp or anywhere. It has become like a promise we find in the prophets... It's like a promise that we have been waiting to be kept for so long. More than being like one of those promises, it is a promise, put into the lyrics of a song, but God's promise, nonetheless. and this week, I have been clinging to this promise with all that I am. I need it to be kept. I need God to be faithful again. And he will be. I know that.
--you.make.me.new. you.are.making.me.new--
These two lines and the verses are what I have been clinging to most tightly. They have become my hope. At camp this week, I learned that in sign language, there is one sign for "hope" that really means "hope" as in "I hope I can have ice cream today or I hope I can go on vacation" and there is another sign that means "hope" as in hoping for something that we know will happen. It's the difference between the subjunctive tense (hoping for something that may not happen) and the indicative tense (hoping/waiting for something we know to be true or to be coming). It's this second hope that we use to talk about hoping for Jesus' second coming. It's with this second hope that I am waiting for God to keep this promise to make me new.
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