How Can We Keep From Singing?

By Sandy Kirby Quandt

Since the LORD is the lord of heaven and earth, tell me, how in the world can we keep from singing? Regardless of what he permits or plans for our lives?

Can the clay pot tell the potter he didn’t get it right? “Uh, this handle seems a little thick. Could you pinch off some of the excess?”

After sharing the news regarding my recent diagnosis of Lupus, I received mixed reactions. Some have been sympathetic. Some have been silent. Some have responded in anger at the very idea.

Like many of you, life events and circumstances have beat me up and spit me out many, many times. When people question with a “Why you?” I respond with a “Why not me?”

Many of you face ordeals that are enough to put someone into an unrecoverable spiral. Yet, by the grace of God, you still stand to face another day.

God is faithful to bring beauty from the ashes. Thank you, Jesus.

Among Pilot’s talents and abilities is his love for playing music. Most evenings, he pulls out one instrument or the other. His songs of praise are an offering to the maker of that music.

When I step outside and listen, the birds’ choruses rise to the heavens. Somewhere in their songs I believe is praise to the Creator.

To my memory, my dad whistled or sang most days. I believe it pleased God to hear Dad express both his pain and joy that way.


One way to express our joy. One way to express our pain. One way to acknowledge the God who is much, much, bigger than we are. The God who holds us in his righteous hand, and will never leave or forsake us.

No matter what the future holds we need not fear, for we know who holds tomorrow.

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But let everyone who trusts you be happy; let them sing glad songs forever. Protect those who love you and who are happy because of you. Psalm 5:11 (NCV)

I wish you well.


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The Middle of the Tunnel

As I have mentioned before in this blog, 2012 was a very difficult year for Pilot. Consequentially, it wasn’t so hotsy-totsy for me, either.

While waiting for the situation to improve and for the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel I read the comic strip, F MINUS by Tony Carrillo.

Four guys are in a tunnel. A light is hanging from the ceiling. The guide tells the rest of the group, “Sorry I got your hopes up, guys, looks like somebody installed a light in the middle of the tunnel.”

With my sense of humor, I found that amusing. It made me giggle. I could sooo relate. Pilot and I have experienced thinking we saw the end to find it was only a light in the middle of the tunnel. We haven’t reached the end, yet.

When we’re in a dark tunnel and searching for the light that lets us know we are near the end (hopefully that light isn’t an oncoming train ;)) isn’t it nice to have the light of hope in the midst of our time of despair?

Just some little flicker. Some small spark we can cling to. I like to call it a “grace-drop”. A tiny bit of God’s grace flowing down. Something to let us know things are going to get better. Hold on. This isn’t the end but it sure ain’t the beginning.

We are closer to the end of all this suffering, closer to the solution, the outcome, the light, than we were yesterday. And we will be closer still, tomorrow.

The Bible tells us Jesus is the Light of the World. In Him there is no darkness. When everything around us is pitch black and we can’t see the end of the tunnel, we need to look for the true Light to lead us through. He might just hang a couple lanterns from the ceiling along the way. aAgrace-drop to give us a renewed hope until we finally reach the end of the tunnel.

Are you in the middle of a tunnel? Beginning? Just punched through? What kept you going? Was it a few grace-drops?

Eternal life is in him, and this life gives light to all mankind. His life is the light that shines through the darkness—and the darkness can never extinguish it. 1 John 1:4-5 (TLB)

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In March 1990 the singer, Gloria Estefan’s, tour bus was involved in an accident. She sustained broken vertebra in her back. The next March after intense therapy, Gloria began to tour again. It was then, she began to sing this song.