On "Because He Lives"

I don't know how familiar you are with hymns. I'm as familiar as one can get after spending five years hearing them every morning in one's video class, plus what one is exposed to in the contemporary world of Jesus music. It is not at all uncommon for artists to cover a hymn or two, and one of my favorite examples of this is the last track on the last album from the David Crowder* Band. (Honestly, I enjoy any hymn/chorus that David Crowder does, and he seems to be quite fond of them himself.)

Because He Lives (written by William Gaither):

Today, this hymn was sung in my Bible class video. They speed up the tempo too fast for my taste, but it's still one of my favorites. If you're going to listen to a hymn, you have to read the words. Hymns and choruses are bursting with truth and poetry and the subtle beauty of a heart's cry, and you can't always see that if you don't take time to read the words.

However, an infamous part of hymn-singing is the often ignored second verse. I don't know why the middle lines are always neglected when they were obviously put there for a purpose, but they are almost always skipped.

As I read through the lines while the video kids sang, I noticed the poor middle verse. And you know what? I have absolutely NO idea why it is skipped. It speaks something that my mind has been trying to put into words, but just couldn't.

Here it is:

How sweet to hold
a newborn baby,
and feel the pride
and joy he gives;
but greater still
the calm assurance,
This child can face
uncertain days
because He lives.

This simple truth is so sweetly stated. Salvation gives us such insurmountable hope, and that hope is freely open and available for every new life that joins Earth's ranks. 

I spend a lot of time babysitting. Seriously, a lot of time. It's not always fun and joyful, either. Toddlers throw tantrums, babies cry, five-year-olds think they know everything- and sometimes it's too much and I just want to be done. 

But there is nothing sweeter than the joys of spending time with a young life. When a toddler gives you unhindered affection and love. When an infant falls asleep in your arms while gripping your hand, or when a baby first discovers their appendages. When a five-year-old enters a world entirely made by their own imagination, and invites you to join them in conquering dragons or exploring vast palaces. New life is a beautiful thing. 

How much more beautiful it is when you know that there is something that makes it worth living! The greatest reward for sowing your time and energy into young lives is seeing where the Lord has taken them, and catching those tiny glimpses of what He has in store. It's not just because they are the future leaders. It's not just because at some point they will be the ones taking care of us. It's because they are new, young lives, and the Lord loves them passionately. Show them the way to His arms, and you've given them the opportunity to spend that life in the way it was purposed to be. 

They have a hope for the future, just like us. Babies are not born into a world awaiting a Savior; He has come. He has died. Now, He lives. 

And that makes life worth the living. 

~Heather Rose

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