The Calling

 My whole life I have wrestled (sometimes I don't fight it at all) with depression.  Spring of my freshman year of college was one of the darkest periods of my life.  My roommate, Jym, introduced me to a cassette tape (that's how long ago it was) by Michael and Stormie Omartian.  The opening track has always spoken to me. 

That spring there were many times where I would listen to this song with tears in my eyes.  Of course, none of my roommates were around.  Still, the words to this song and the music spoke to me.  There was hope for a better day.   This song still speaks to me. 

I share these lyrics and a link so you can listen to it.  There is a lengthy musical intro but, to me, the song is pure gold. 


He comes to you in silence, like a sunrise in your heart,
Reflecting on the sea of your own making.
He offers in His hand the distant shore of all your dreams,
And says the gift is yours for the taking.
He lifts you to the mountaintop and shows you where you'll stand,
The prospects leave you breathless cause the vision is so grand.
Your time of faithful seeking has been rewarded by His voice,
And you know - you know you've already made the choice.

For He calls you from the shadows,
And He calls you out by name.
And instead you know you weary heart,
Will never be the same - never be the same.

The hopes you kept in hiding, well kept secrets of the mind,
Desires you've buried deep like a treasure.
He shows you how he planted them till there might come a time,
They'd be released to grow for His good pleasure.
Not a simple minded freedom to neglect the things at hand,
But a soul assurance confidence in knowing where you stand.
A special royal summons to become what you're to be,
And you know - you know that you can trust in what you see.

For He calls you from the shadows,
And He calls you out by name.
And instead you know you weary heart,
Will never be the same - never be the same,
Never be the same.

He calls you to perfection, moving one day at a time,
But it will never be of your own striving.
It's His perfection working in you as He's given place,
A life that wants for more than just surviving.
It won't be your star rising in a world that's torn apart,
It's gonna be the Morning Star that rises in your heart.
You trust him to accomplish in the way that He sees best,
And you know - you know that you have found your place of rest.

For He calls you from the shadows,
And He calls you out by name.
And instead you know you weary heart,
Will never be the same - never be the same,
Never be the same.