Is Your Skirt Flapping in the Breeze?

11 06 2013

The battle was fierce, and I was losing ground.

Correction, I had no “ground” anymore, and was getting my butt royally kicked by the enemy!

The fight, to the outsider, seems to be a silly one. I hesitate to reveal it for that reason. However, it’s not over and I’ve discovered that the best way to fight is in the light of confession, not the darkness of my mind, so here goes!

Since infancy, I have loved music. It’s what inspires, encourages, and comforts me. I am never more alive than when singing with our worship team as we exalt our Lord on Sundays.

As a young child, play often involved music. My bed became a jeep, the records being played on my phonograph the score for the “musical” in which I was the star. Elvis and The Monkeys were often co-stars in my mini-productions!

My mom had an apparatus for hanging freshly-ironed clothes. It became my microphone stand. I would push one handle of my jump rope onto its top, and use the other handle as my microphone. We had one of the big console TVs that also had a radio in the top on one side, and a phonograph on the other. The record player became my “band” and I would sing along with Chubby Checkers, the Beatles, and a host of others.

In fifth grade, I joined the school choir. The songs I recall from that year were “Both Sides Now” and “Obla Dee Obla Dah.” We learned parts, and I loved it!

In sixth grade, my mom bought me a clarinet so I could join the school band. I quickly removed it from the case, assembled it, and in no time was playing songs on it (before my first lesson!).

By eighth grade I was “first chair first clarinet.” I had conquered the instrument and eager to learn something new.

My brother received a guitar for Christmas, but really had no interest in learning to play. My teacher played guitar for a weekly sing-along, so I asked if he would teach me. He kindly gave me one of the lyric packets we sang from, along with chord diagrams. Within six months I could play them all.

On and on it went. By the end of High School, I was playing clarinet, guitar, piano, saxophone, French horn, trumpet, baritone, drums, glockenspiel, and flute. I took private singing lessons as well, and sang with the school choir and the small choral group called “Der Menga Singers.” I’d also written several songs.

Did I mention that I love music? I “knew” it was what God created me to do.

However, very few saw this in me.

My parents were tolerant of my musical pursuits. They had purchased my clarinet, and we later acquired a piano (free). Any of the other instruments I learned to play I got myself, and paid for my voice lessons too.

Mostly they would tell me to quit playing around and do something useful with my life. To follow my dreams was a colossal waste of time and effort, and I was sure to end up living in a cardboard box, they assured me. I had to produce something that people actually needed if I was going to have value to society.

My dad was especially critical of my musical talent. (This is a long story, and one I’ll save for another day.) Suffice it to say that at every opportunity, he tore me down, and ripped my musical heart to shreds in the process.

By the time I was twenty, I began to see the “truth” of their counsel. Add to that one preacher’s well-meant, but theologically inaccurate message about killing the thing we loved the most to prove our love to God. (You can read the story here: I Offered the Wrong Sacrifice) I quit playing instruments, quit singing, and quit writing songs.

Thirty plus years later, I was recording a CD for my nurse friends in Nicaragua. Between takes, I would break down and cry, sure that something “bad” was going to happen if I continued. This went on for three weeks.

During the recording of my last song, I began crying out to the Lord, asking Him for help. What came next took me by surprise.

In a stern voice I heard Him say, “Get up!” 

“What?” I asked, stunned.

“I said, ‘Get up!’ I have given you Armor to wear. Do you have it on?”

“Yes, Sir.” I rattled off the various pieces so He’d know that I had them.

“Okay, you have all the components. Then what are you doing hunkered down on the ground?”

“Lord, despite your armor, I’m getting my butt kicked by the enemy. I don’t understand.”

At that moment, a mental picture showed on the screen of my mind. There I was in all my armor, on my knees with my face to the ground…

…my skirt flapping in the breeze…

…with the enemy behind me, kicking for all he was worth!

“I didn’t give you armor for that part of your anatomy. Stand up!”

A picture, as they say, is worth a thousand words. When I saw this one, the problem became instantly clear.

Standing to my feet, my shield before me, I raised the Sword of the Spirit…the Word of God…and fought this enemy in the power of God’s might.

He fled. What else could he do?

Like me, are you engaged in a battle? Have you put on the armor God provided for our protection? Having done so, are you standing firm…

…or is your skirt flapping in the breeze?

Want more on the importance of our armor? Don’t miss Lions Eat Christians? What?

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16 06 2013
myGodsGrace

Father Bless Her. May the gifts you gave her bring utter Glory to Your Holy Name. May she rejoice in the music and sing Your Praises forever more. Thank you for this post it spoke to my heart. satan is attacking because he knows he is defeated, but still trying to convince us humans he is able to win.

16 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Thank you for your most welcome prayer. I’m glad I could return the favor (in a way) with this post.

I’m so happy to have you following Lessons by Heart. 🙂

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Praise Jesus!

14 06 2013
kingintraining

That is FANTASTIC!!

14 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Glad you liked it. Jesus does have a way of explaining things to me so I can understand!

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13 06 2013
Valerie Rutledge

I will never think of the armor of God again without picturing a skirt! Love it, love you, sister!

13 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

🙂

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13 06 2013
knittingbassist

So much of what you write resonates with me. I’m similarly musical (recorder, piano, singing, flute, clarinet, guitar, drums, and then finally settled on bass) but was very strongly discouraged to persue it seriously. It’s only now I’m considering going back to work post-children that I’m tentatively looking into getting a qualification to enable me to play professionally.

13 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

I wish you lived around here. 🙂 I would dearly love to get together with other musicians and write some awesome music. I’ve got a ton of songs rattling around in my head, but lack the time/experience to get them onto paper where others can play along!

I also knit (prayer shawls for recently bereaved women). I’ll bet if we put our heads together we could figure out how to do both at the same time! 😉

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14 06 2013
knittingbassist

I (with a couple of others) helped a friend turn his songs into an album – he just wrote out the words with the guitar chords he was playing over the top and made a very rough recording of himself singing them. Then we all went away and worked out our own parts, got together, played them through and worked on tidying up a few bits, and within a month we were in the studio. I’m sure you could do the same.

I’d love to see your knitting, have you posted any photos?

Laura x

14 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Great idea for music. Right now I lack time (and musicians), but if it is the Lord’s will, “way will open,” it always does!

I haven’t posted pictures. My main project is knitted prayer shawls for women who have become widows (or lost their mom, or a child). I’ve made dozens of them…seem to know when it’s time to begin another one. At Christmas time I knit neck scarves for the women at the mission and the homeless.

Thanks for the suggestion (music)
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12 06 2013
Prodigal Daughter

I’m wearing a pair of leggings, lol. And yes the best way to fight is to confess in the light! God Bless you more and may your talent be use to advance God’s kingdom.

12 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Thank you so much for stopping by! 🙂

The Lord is so good. Mmmm.

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12 06 2013
Ann

Reblogged this on a new creation too and commented:
I love this blog! If you are not already following, I encourage you to do so 🙂 This post goes along with what I feel God has been showing me too.
Blessings!
Ann

12 06 2013
Ann

Love it..and you 🙂 I am “re-blogging” 🙂 (very odd word) Blessings to you!

12 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Thanks, Ann! 🙂

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11 06 2013
vonhonnauldt

We parents don’t realize the effect we can have on our children, even unknowingly or with the “best of intentions.” I’m sorry yours silenced what is evidently a prodigious musical talent.

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Ah well, they had their own problems. Dad drank, Mom worked 2 & 3 jobs to keep away from him. Don’t blame her – we all got out as soon as we could.

God knew in advance, and still has plans – even if most of them won’t be realized until heaven, I’m good with that!

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11 06 2013
bluebeadpublications

I asked for a sign, I got the sign and now I don’t know how to proceed. Ideas?

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Hmm. What’s the sign? Wanna talk here, or via e-mail? If the latter, you can reach me at batransformed1@yahoo.com. I’m fine with either one. 🙂

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11 06 2013
Toni Sprandel

I just want to b able to play piano! I will wait till I get to heaven and u can teach me!

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Are you kidding – I’m heading over to Beethoven’s place for lessons every day. Wanna go with? 🙂

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12 06 2013
Toni Sprandel

YES!!!!!

12 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

🙂

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11 06 2013
Christina

I think I’ve been letting my skirt flap in the wind a little too much lately. I good reminder. It’s time to get up. Thank you and God bless.
In Christ,
Christina

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

You’re most welcome. It goes better when we’re on our feet, I’m learning. 🙂

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11 06 2013
Pure Glory

Lol! What a pictures you paint with your words. Down in the dust, the thing serpents eat and getting kicked even though your armor was on. Great analogy. Glad you’re erect and kicking the enemy”s butt with warfare worship. God”s gifts to you prevail. 🙂

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Glad you find me upright (as I roll to the other side to give the left cheek a break!) 😉

Thanks for adding to the picture painted earlier. I need to learn how to do that! Some (like you) do better at painting a whole picture than others (like me!).

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11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Thank you for the reblog. I appreciate it! 🙂

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Praise Jesus.

11 06 2013
Deena Siddle

God knew I needed to read this today, I sit here weeping as I to here my Heavenly Father tell me through you to get up. Thank you for all your wonderful words.

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

I love the many ways our Father uses to speak to us. Isn’t he the best?
So glad to be the vessel through which He poured into you today!

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11 06 2013
godcrazzzy

the image of an armour there made my mind run wild. lrl. wonder what it would be called? it was funny to imagine.

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

Oh dear, my mind’s been playing with this since you made your comment. Maybe the “buttplate of perseverance”…uncomfortable enough to keep you on your feet? 😉

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11 06 2013
godcrazzzy

lrl. lwl. lwl. lwl. OH my! that’s simply gr8. kekekekekekeee.

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

I’m going to be chuckling over your comment the rest of the day! Thanks. I needed a good laugh! 🙂

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11 06 2013
Larry Who

A great teaching, one we all need everyday. Thanks.

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

You’re welcome!

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11 06 2013
GetWithTheProgramPpl

You’re sooooo sooo gifted! You play all those instruments? Aah….blessed to the maximum. God bless..xx

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

{sigh} Used to. It’s been 30 years of silence for me. I joined our worship team 8 years ago, though. What a battle that was! I’m finally accepting that it is part of what I am called to do – and I LOVE it. I’m hoping to begin writing music sometime soon. Pray for me, k?

(((Hugs for you!)))

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11 06 2013
GetWithTheProgramPpl

Absolutely!!:-)

11 06 2013
GetWithTheProgramPpl

Absolutely beautiful!:-)

11 06 2013
lessonsbyheart

🙂

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