“I will quieten you with my love and rejoice over you with singing.” –Zephaniah 3:17
Jesus spoke after I had been fighting with my husband. What I did not realize was how it would revolutionize my heart for evangelism and teach me the Fishy Song!
It was not unusual for me to think the worst of his beautiful heart and accuse him before the Lord intervened that day. I was sorry, but the damage had been done. I had wounded him again. I decided to go outside and sit by the fire pit sans flame. My shame was hot enough. While my feet were up, I waited on the Lord and it wasn’t long before He whispered, “You don’t sing in harmony with Me.” Jesus spoke Zephaniah 3:17 to my mind, “I will quieten you with my love and rejoice over you with singing.”
The scriptures began to knit through my soul as if by a master weaver on a fast moving loom – correcting and teaching as He spoke.
Tyrelle, I spoke words to create your husband, My son. Out of the abundance of My heart, My mouth spoke. My heart is pure, powerful, beautiful, wondrous and fully and completely love. I speak only what is good and declare only what is right (Is. 45:19) I decided long ago what I wanted My son to be and he is good. He is the overflow of My heart. I can not speak anything bad or wrong for there is none of that within My being. I do not speak anything I do not desire to say. I have planned every word from the beginning of time and have fashioned countless realities. Your husband is a treasured word, a treasured name and I rejoice over him. My word does not return to me void, it is eternal therefore He is eternal and I wanted him forever. I am not a man that I should lie or the son of man that I should change my mind about him. I spoke and I acted and I said and I made it good. I rejoice over the work of my hands. Sing in harmony with me.
He opened my mind to understand. His words did not just create the world but also the man I love. They were perfect words. And The Lord was singing.
He showed me a melody joined in harmony by another. When one voice sings out of tune or time, everyone feels it and the beauty is interrupted and everyone who hears it feels the awkwardness of the moment. But when the song is resumed, the beauty flows once again as it should.
My words and views would come out of my heart and sing a song that was not reflective of the One who had invited me to live a life of harmony with Him. With the revelation that my husband was words from His perfect heart, I could no longer accuse or show him less value than God who spoke only the words He wanted to create this eternal being.
It only took moments to realize each person is eternal, created by an eternal Father with eternal words. They would live eternally in Heaven or eternally in Hell. When I share Jesus Christ, I carry with me the revelation that they are His living words spoken with love out of the abundance of His heart. I release His unconditional love Their walls melt like wax in the presence of the Lord they are quieted in His love.
As I sing His song with Him, the fishies swim into the eternal nets of Jesus’ arms. Without love, the song it is nothing. With His love, it will never fail. Fishies love the fishy song and I love to sing it. Here fishy, fishy, fishy!