WMHK
First things first. I miss writing blogs. I’m going to try to do it more.
Second. I love WMHK. Is it kinda cheesy sometimes? Yes. Do people make fun of it a lot? Yes. Do I care? No.
I really appreciate WMHK. I love listening to other stations that play country and pop music. But WMHK really is wholesome and refreshing. I like what they are doing. If you’ve ever listened you probably know about the Family Name Game. This morning the name was Krystal apparently, and so Krystal called in and she got to tell a little about her story and how she lost her kids in a car accident they were in about a year ago. She was hurt badly and her children were killed. It was a beautiful story about how she clung to Jesus through the storm and you could hear in her voice that she’s still in the midst of it. Maybe the winds have softened a bit, but she is still having to fight to hold tight to the Truth and to her Savior. She sounded strong. I have no doubt that someone needed to hear her story this morning. I am confident that God used that brief 5 minute version of Krystal’s story, told over the RADIO, to speak straight to someone’s heart. I can’t even relate exactly to the trials she has faced, but I was definitely encouraged this morning by her story and her faith.
Third. I love music. It is certainly a gift from God. There is power in it. and the Lord uses it to feed my soul sometimes. I especially love songs that were made for the purpose of worshiping God. Sometimes songs that aren’t about Jesus can really wear on your spirit. and sometimes I fail to notice. This morning I heard this song, I had heard someone mention it before or seen the lyrics somewhere before, and heard the song maybe once or twice, but today I listened. I’m going to post the lyrics. Because I like it.
“I made You promises a thousand times
I tried to hear from Heaven
But I talked the whole time
I think I made You too small
I never feared You at all No
If You touched my face would I know You?
Looked into my eyes could I behold You?
What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?
I guess I thought that I had figured You out
I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about
How You were might to save
Those were only empty words on a page
Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be
The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees
What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life it’s name?
What do I know of Holy?
Of the One who the angels praise?
All creation knows Your name
On earth and heaven above
What do I know of this love?
What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?”
“What Do I Know of Holy” Addison Road
I won’t hear that song on any other radio station.
