Monday, July 8, 2013

Hallelujah (Alelujah)

July 8, 2013

Dear Readers,

My furry kids were up and at 'em early this morning.  Now they're conked out for morning naps and I'm wide awake.  Going to be a hot day in Texas so decided I would use my energy this morning to clean the cottage.  Actually, it's not a chore, it's a blessing twice over ~ first of all, that I have the cottage at all and second that I am able to get down on my hands and knees today to do the cleaning!

I was scrubbing the floor and all of a sudden I had this overwhelming urge to sing and listen to the song Hallelujah.  I grabbed my computer and pulled it up on UTube.  I knew I wanted to listen to my favorite group Il Divo and it wasn't long and I was watching and listening with tears rolling down my face.







Hallelujah ~ Leonard Cohen

I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who has seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah


You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well, really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter what you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
 
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah


The reason I am sharing this with you is because for some reason this song is part of who I am.  "It doesn't matter what you heard the holy or the broken Hallelujah."  Do you know what Hallelujah means?  It means, God be praised.

In our lives we experience sin and brokenness; we experience joy and revelation.  In all of our humanness, God be praised!  There was a time when I was so broken that I thought the possibility of putting me together was impossible.  I was no good, a failure, a horrible mother and a worse wife, a miserable piece of crap.  Well, that really wasn't true but that's what ran through my mind.  When I could say, God be praised for who I am in Christ, I knew I was worthy to my creator and I could move forward in joy and confidence.

I thought when I understood the why of my brokenness, I would be okay.  Part of that was true but then again, did it really matter?  I am wonderfully made, a woman strong, a survivor.  My scars, scrapes, and journey has made me accessible to those like me who want to escape from the cesspool of abuse.  Hallelujah!

Today is a day of celebration and worship.

"I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah"

Always remember you are loved and prayed for ... Hallelujah!

Miss Dottie

No PS, I've said what I needed to say.  God bless you this day!






1 comment:

  1. I have heard many versions of that song and Il Divo certainly does it justice! God be praised!

    I have felt broken too....I have made horrible mistakes and wished I could turn the hands of time back, so I could "do-over". Yet, my mistakes have made me a more understanding person. It amazes me that a perfect God can be forgiving.

    Thanks for the heartfelt blog!

    XXOO~
    Jane

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