Just as I pulled into the garage with a trunk full of groceries the radio station announced a contest. “Write in and tell us how you are living proof of God’s love, goodness and blessings.”
That is a song title.
I could list a hundred ways that I am living proof of Heavenly Father’s love. I’ve seen His goodness more times that I can count. His blessings constantly appear in my life.
A believing heart
Don’t even get me started! (Or maybe, do get me started…)
I tried writing the song that very afternoon.
I tried all week.
I must have tried 25 times without making a stitch of progress.
We went on a family vacation to Zion’s Ponderosa. “This will be the perfect setting,” I thought. “I will write ‘Living Proof’ while sitting on the back deck looking at the trees, sky and mountains…talk about proof!”
I woke up early every morning before anyone else was stirring and I wrote.
Morning after morning nothing came.
I made very little progress.
I was stumped. But why? It was a great song idea! Why couldn’t I figure it out.
Tim and I were headed to Australia and New Zealand for Time Out for Women. I was worried about so many things – would the kids be okay, would I survive the long flights, would I do a good job of singing?
I asked Tim for a blessing.
My concerns on every front were addressed and I felt relieved. The Lord comforted me on every account – even one that I wasn’t expecting…
He promised the last song would be sent.
I wrote on the airplane. Nothing.
I went to Nashville and wrote in my hotel room the first two nights. Nothing.
We had one more day to record in Nashville. That was it. Time was up. And I still didn’t have the song. Tyler and I discussed writing that night but we didn’t know how to make it work because we had to pick up a friend at the airport who was coming to hear the sessions. We had no time left.
Then she called from Utah. “My flight has been cancelled. They have put me on a flight at midnight – I’ll fly all night and be there in the morning.”
The window for writing opened up (though we felt bad that it was at her expense.) Tyler called Lowell Alexander – an amazing, top-selling, hit-writing songwriter – and Lowell agreed to write with us.
We drove 45 minutes to Lowell’s house in Murfreesboro, TN. I was so tired. I had jetlag from being in Australia just a couple of days earlier. What I really wanted was to crawl into bed in the hotel and go to sleep. I wasn’t sure I had one bit of creativity left in me. But there was NO way I was giving up now. I had tried to write this song 87 and a half times and I was not going to miss my last chance. Literally, this was my last shot at it.
Tyler, Tim and I arrived at Lowell’s house at 8:30 and we started writing at 9:00. “Living Proof” was finished by 11:00.
It had come.
The Lord had kept His promise.
It was nothing short of a miracle. A miracle.
The Lord knew it would take all three of us to write “Living Proof.” (Apparently it wasn’t a one man job.)
I will forever treasure the experience. I witnessed the Lord fulfill His promise. He sent the song. It came in the very moment we needed it. It came in the eleventh hour. It came against all odds. It came when I least expected it.
But it came. One more reason I am living proof.