There are days when i question how to do it, or how best to do it, but the decision was sound and i am pleased by it – and happy in it.
i’ve been struggling with some of the more internal aspects; i find myself checking my ego, questioning motivations of myself and others, and needing to check in with Him more often. i need to remember, sometimes, why i am where i am.
And i think of this today: “my heart has no desire to stay where doubts arise and fears dismay. Though some may dwell where those abound, my prayer, my aim, is higher ground.”
Yep… i often think of hymns at the strangest times. i suppose this should not surprise me, given that this music was the soundtrack of my childhood and adolescence. Still… it still sneaks up on me when i find myself humming one and i find that when i stop to think about what i’m saying… the song is generally applicable.
Today? Higher Ground comes to my throat… vibrating there… sending me to youtube in search of a rendition i like. i am disappointed. i don’t like the heavy organ sound or the swelling choir versions, either. i wrinkle my nose at the one band that takes the 2 minute song and stretches it into a 6 minute excuse to show off their musical stylings.
i land on a version without human voice because i know the song… i listen to the video and lay over my own thoughts. i think of Master and of the path i’m on. i swap words for others. i take heaven off the table… i smirk at satan’s darts… but i keep the parts that resonate with me.
Many of them do.
i think of a moment yesterday when Master reminded me… “…recognize what you’ve built so far…”i’m pressing on the upward way. New heights i’m gaining every day;
still praying as i’m onward bound,“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.” Refrain:
Lord, lift me up and let me stand, By faith, on Heaven’s table land,
A higher plane than I have found; Lord, plant my feet on higher ground. my heart has no desire to stay where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where those abound, my prayer, my aim, is higher ground. Refrain i want to live above the world, though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught the joyful sound, The song of saints on higher ground. Refrain i want to scale the utmost height and catch a gleam of glory bright;
But still i’ll pray till Heaven i’ve found, “Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”
Higher Ground played by the Parson Sisters
(Instrumental Version… mostly because i played the piano for a year and the trumpet for a year… and here they both are together)