Short-distance dedications

“O Lord, thou hast searched me, and known me. Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off. … Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.”

— Psalm 139

Whenever I’m feeling out of sorts — uncertain about some step I need to take, or worried over some situation I’m facing, or mad at myself because of some mistake I’ve made — my first instinct is to go for a drive.

Invariably, I find some kind of reassurance: a pretty sunset, a rainbow, a delicate sunbeam piercing the clouds. But it’s at my most difficult moments, when I’m too wound up to appreciate subtlety, that Love whispers across my thought: “Turn on your radio.”

The first time it happened, I was driving through the night, feeling physically drained after a 15-hour day at work and emotionally drained after worrying over some friendships that seemed to be falling apart, too tired even to manage much of a prayer.

“God, help me,” I whispered, and I nearly ran off the road when I turned on the radio and heard this pour out of the speakers:

It was as if some announcer had said, “Emily, here’s your long-distance dedication” — except it wasn’t long-distance at all. It was a gentle reminder that the Father was right there, loving me and taking care of me, whether I realized it or not.

I was in a similar state of mind, dealing with some fears and frustrations and disappointments, when I found myself cruising down Route 66 last night, listening to the radio and thinking maybe I ought to change the station.

I’d been beating myself up over what I saw as some personal failings, and I really wasn’t feeling very lovable at all when I hit the button and heard Carly Simon singing

These little “no-distance dedications” shouldn’t surprise me … but somehow their perfect timing and warm reassurance never fail to leave me just the tiniest bit breathless.


2 thoughts on “Short-distance dedications”

  1. Ahhh….”You’re the Love of My Life” is a perpetual favorite of God’s I think…it always plays in my head whenever I need to be reminded that I am His…it also returns whenever I am thinking about my daughters, my husband…and God…it is one of my most favorite songs in the world…thanks for the reminder…this YouTube clip is in my favorites file…did you know that the “boy” on the guitar is her son (with James Taylor) Ben…his version of Cat Stevens’ “How Can I Tell You..” is amazing! love you, Kate

  2. I got a “dedication” (like Kate’s) in my head a couple of months ago. I am NOT a morning person, and I usually grump around at least through a couple cups of coffee when I get to work. But on this particular morning, I felt such joy, peace and OVERWHELMING love, and there was no doubt about Who it was from — the song that went with it was the chorus from “You’ll be in my heart” from Tarzan by Phil Collins. “You’ll be in my heart, no matter what they say; you’ll be here in my heart, for always”. What a promise! Even now, just thinking about it moves me. To know how much I am loved … what joy!



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