Catch Me Singing

I don’t know who else needs to hear the words of this song today but it popped up on my Pandora station as I was running this morning. It was the title that peaked my interest first.

Catch Me Singing.

I felt it immediately in my gut. I awoke feeling low and discouraged, not personally for once, but as if I was carrying the weight of the pain and heaviness of all those suffering around me. Some days lately it feels too much to bear. I can only do what little I can do. I can’t fix the problems in this world. I can’t eradicate COVID-19. I can’t make the people I love agree on politics. I can’t lift the weight of depression. I can’t take away the anxiety and overwhelm. 

But every song that flooded my ears on my run challenged me to praise God. “Catch Me Singing” was the tune that serenaded me as I rounded the corner approaching my house. I began to weep as I took a seat on my porch to absorb the message. Gardening lyrics get me every time but these words feel particularly poignant in the days that we find ourselves in. When springtime comes, will I be caught singing? Regardless of who is chosen to lead our country for the next four years, will I be caught singing? Even if my life never returns to “normal,” will I sing? Will I trust him in the famine? And bless Him in the feast? He’s been God for a long time and He always finishes what He starts.

I hope these words land on just whomever needs to hear them today. 

Catch Me Singing

by Sean Curran

You always finish what You start

You always finish what You start

What You have grown into a garden

You planted in the dark

You always finish what You start

Good things just take a little time

Good things just take a little time

Your hands are working in the soil

And bringing me to life

Good things just take a little time

I will trust You in the famine

I will bless You in the feast

When I'm standing in Your victory

When I’m on my knees

I will praise You with the rising

And the setting sun

You're gonna catch me singing

When the springtime comes

This story has an empty grave

This story has an empty grave

Jesus the process is a mystery

But Your promise never fades

This story has an empty grave

We will be walking through the fire

And dancing on the waves

This story has an empty grave

You've been God for a long time

You’re the final word

You're the finish line

Everything's going to be alright

You've been God for a long time