What Moves You?

Some are moved by beauty.  Some are moved by animals or babies.  I’m moved by music, and always have been.  I remember crying in worship as a child when we’d sing “Old Rugged Cross,” or when I’d hear my dad’s tenor during “My Jesus I Love Thee.”  Neal chuckles a bit when I want him to hold me, and he realizes it’s because there’s pretty music playing somewhere.  If there’s sad music playing during a movie, the boys start looking at me to see if the water works have commenced.    But music doesn’t just turn me sob-sister.  Turning up the radio while doing housework energizes me.  A hand-selected collection of songs on a CD makes me smile.  Listening to a cappella  songs before we leave home Sunday morning prepares my mind for worship.  Music moves me, because I love it.

Jesus was moved by people.  He wept over the heartache of others (John 11:33-35).  He wept over the lost condition of an entire city because He knew what was going to happen to them (Luke 19:41-44).  Although the text doesn’t say He cried, I hear tears in His voice when Jesus laments, “O Jerusalem, Jerusalem…How often I wanted to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing” (Matt. 23:37).  The emotions of our Savior were stirred by souls.  Why is that?  Because He loved them.

Prayer for Today:  In a society where people live side by side but hardly speak to each other, may I remember that PEOPLE are what Christians are all about.  May my emotions be stirred by souls.

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