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Tuesday, November 16, 2010

which part is mine?

I’ve been told…

I’m stubborn.
I’m thick headed.
I’m insanely beautiful.
But I digress.

I think God knew that I was going to be that way. Rather than just spell it all out for me in plain English He sends other people to touch my life and one of them was Michael McLean.

Never met the dude.
But I’m a fan.
Mostly because he got through my thick skull.

Mr. McLean is a very talented song writer whose music touches me and generally brings me to tears or to my knees-both are common responses to his work. There is one song that will likely follow me to the grave. I heard it once years ago and haven’t forgotten even a word of it since, “Which Part is Mine.”

The song takes a young girl through motherhood with the constant struggle of not being sure which part is hers and which part is belongs to someone else; her singing partner, her husband, and then she hits a moment in life where she realizes the struggle is bigger than that.

Which part is mine?
And God?
Which part is yours?
Can you tell me one more time, I’m never quite sure.
Then I won’t cross the line,
Like I have before.

But it gets so confusing sometimes.
Do I do more or trust the divine?
Can you please, tell me which part is mine
And which part is yours.

Sometimes the line is so blurry. I mean-do I just have faith that things will work out if I let go and let God or do I need to exhaust every option first with my own sweat and tears? I find myself often whispering those words “which part is mine and which part is yours” late at night in earnest, hoping to see clearer where the line is.

I want to intervene in any situation I think I can make a difference. I want to shield our kids from the horrors of the world. I want to help people through circumstances that I don’t think they can handle on their own. All noble desires. But there’s a limit. And there are boundaries. I have a part, but it’s only a part of a very large picture.

I’m still not sure.
And I’m VERY stubborn.
But the more I ask, the clearer it becomes.



Anonymous said...

Lovely post. I need to track down this song. Some things that come to mind-

"Acceptance is the key to my relationship with God today. I never just sit and do nothing while waiting for Him to tell me what to do. Rather, I do whatever is in front of me to be done, and I leave the results up to Him, however it turns out, that's God's will for me." BB, pg 452

Its never as complicated as my mind tells me it is. My thought processes are complicated, solutions are simple, action is difficult to start but worth finishing.

Like the serenity prayer, serenity to accept what I cannot change (you, places, things, situations, or facts of life), courage to change the things I can (me), and wisdom not to not confuse the two. I forget that in the beginning it asks for God to grant me these things; I try too often to will my way into right thinking instead of surrendering and letting him guide me.

"And acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. When I am disturbed, it is because I find some person, place, thing, or situation, some fact of my life, unacceptable to me, and I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing, or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment. Nothing, absolutely nothing happens in God's world by mistake...Unless I accept life completely on life's terms, I cannot be happy. I need to concentrate not so much on what needs to be changed in the world as on what needs to be changed in me and my attitudes." BB, pg 449

Best regards,


McGee said...

I particularly like the last quote about acceptance. There really is no serenity to be had until we accept everything as it is. I often confuse acceptance for approval. I have to remember that I can accept something for what it is but it doesn't mean I need to approve of it or rejoice in it!

thanks for the comment!