I can look back over my life and see multiple times where I would find myself waiting in anticipation for something. As a child, I can remember waiting for Christmas or my birthday. As a teen I can remember waiting for graduation day. As a married adult I remember waiting on my husband to come home from touring. The first couple of years of our marriage we were in two different bands and traveled separately from each other. It was during the year when my husband was doing most of the traveling that I found myself constantly counting the days till he would be back home. I had a routine. There was the deep cleaning of the house to make sure that it was spotless for him to walk into, I would shower and get ready in my cutest clothes so that I was looking my best for him, and then I would find myself outside in the dark waiting for the headlights of his car to come over the hill to our house where I would run to greet him with hugs and kisses, smiles and laughing. It is with this remembrance that I read Matthew 24 and 25 about the return of Jesus, Matthew 25 "1 Then the kingdom of heaven shall be likened to ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. 2 Now five of them were wise, and five were foolish. 3 Those who were foolish took their lamps and took no oil with them, 4 but the wise took oil in their vessels with their lamps. 5 But while the bridegroom was delayed, they all slumbered and slept. 6 And at midnight a cry was heard: 'Behold, the bridegroom is coming; go out to meet him!' 7 Then all those virgins arose and trimmed their lamps. 8 And the foolish said to the wise, 'Give us some of your oil, for our lamps are going out.' 9 But the wise answered, saying, 'No, lest there should not be enough for us and you; but go rather to those who sell, and buy for yourselves.' 10 And while they went to buy, the bridegroom came, and those who were ready went in with him to the wedding; and the door was shut. 11 Afterward the other virgins came also, saying, 'Lord, Lord, open to us!' 12 But he answered and said, 'Assuredly, I say to you, I do not know you.' 13 Watch therefore, for you know neither the day nor the hour in which the Son of Man is coming.”
Matthew 24:27-31 27 For as the lightning lights up the entire sky, so it will be when the Son of Man comes....30 And then at last, the sign of the coming of the Son of Man will appear in the heavens, and there will be deep mourning among all the nations of the earth. And they will see the Son of Man arrive on the clouds of heaven with power and great glory. 31 And he will send forth his angels with the sound of a mighty trumpet blast, and they will gather together his chosen ones from the farthest ends of the earth and heaven.
ARGHHHHH! just re-reading these scriptures now makes me excited. It was after reading these scriptures that I decided i needed to sit down with my guitar and get out my thoughts about them. First of all let me describe how my writing process normally goes.
1. Read/Hear/See something that really moves me. 2. Light comes on in my head 3. Thoughts start swirling around making normal life a little difficult because i am distracted. 4. Get a grip on what my thoughts are on the subject. 5. Sit down (usually with my guitar. Sometimes I don't have access to it and have to do without) and start putting words on paper. This usually happens very quickly because I am excited. 6. Melody usually comes with the words and a song is born!
Ok. So now that I've laid out the songwriting format let me talk about the thoughts that i couldn't get out of my head about these scriptures. I kept imagining a valley full of people with tents and bonfires. More people were adding to the large number of people already gathered every day. Everyone facing towards the horizon. You could hear an excited murmur and people singing with anticipation. I decided I wanted to write the song they were singing, from the perspective of a person telling someone who doesn't know the Lord, about why they are there. Here is that song:
Sunshine Sarah MacIntosh
Verse 1: It’s flowers, they’re roses It’s simple I know Start making your list stand in line and wait for the show I’ll be at the door You can stay here with me Because when He comes, there’ll be no alarm we’ll just be free
Chorus: I want to wait for the Sunshine to take me away I’m happy to leave It’s better than stay Meet me I’ll show you the place where the dusk fades away No longing for me I’ll be there someday
Verse 2: The camp goes for miles now It’s growing each day The waiters, the watchers, the listeners, the keepers and me We meet when it’s dark A short time until break Weeping and crying will soon change to laughter and glee
Outro: We wait for the Sun, we wait…