My Lighthouse

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It all started with a song. It was stuck in my head and burning in my ears for days. You know when you hear the lyrics and it’s almost as if it was sung exactly for you—in that moment.

We were in the middle of a massive remodel project and our tiny condo was rattling all day long. It was a constant flurry of hammering and scraping as the outside walls of our home were literally being ripped off. Not to mention, I was also trying to keep my head above water in the ocean of a high-risk pregnancy.

I was shaking. Our home was shaking. My heart just felt so inflamed.

Then like gentle rain after too many sun-scorched days, a song falls right when I need it:


My Lighthouse by Rend Collective

In my wrestling and in my doubts
In my failures You won’t walk out
You’re great love will lead me through
You are the peace in my troubled sea
You are the peace in my troubled sea

In the silence You won’t let go
In the questions Your truth will hold
Your great love will lead me through
You are the peace in my troubled sea
You are the peace in my troubled sea

My lighthouse
My lighthouse
Shining in the darkness I will follow You

My lighthouse
My lighthouse
I will trust the promise
You will carry me safe to shore
Safe to shore

I won’t fear what tomorrow brings
With each morning I’ll rise and sing
My God’s love will lead me through
You are the peace in my troubled sea
You are the peace in my troubled sea

Fire before us You’re the brightest
You will lead us through the storms.

This song became my reset button. Every time I felt like the edge was a little too close, I would think about My Lighthouse. I would remember to let go of my fears, worry, stress, and just rest in His promise.

Up until that point, I was never really into lighthouses. There was something about how they seemed too Nantuckty or like a beach cottage that was just trying too hard. I don’t even think I really recall seeing any beautiful art featuring lighthouses except for some decorative plates at an antique shop that screamed Cape-Cod-Granny!

Then something beautiful happened. My world went ablaze with Lighthouses.

During my pregnancy, I was seeing multiple physicians throughout the week. I spent hours in waiting rooms, getting tests done, and being monitored. One day while walking to yet another appointment, I stood in total shock looking at this picture:

A lighthouse was right outside the door of my doctor’s office the entire time.

Then it became unreal how many lighthouses worked their way into my day.

This is the back of my MOPS book for this year:

Now when I see them I just smile, and thank God. He gets us, my friends. He meets us in the middle of our mess. He isn’t afraid of the storm. For me, the lighthouses are small reminders of the greatest Light.

One of my favorite writers, Ann Voskamp shares in her writing that sometimes we get stuck waiting for a ‘burning bush’ moment, we get trapped thinking that for God to be speaking to us we need something epic. Her challenge is to see the sacred in the ordinary and that if we really look, we will see our lives aflame with His glory.


Just listening – laundry, liturgy, life, — all of life, holy ground.
A holy experience — because God has flaming bushes everywhere.
~Ann Voskamp

We all have these beacons, these burning-bushes. I see lighthouses and I know.

What do you see?
What is your touchstone—your reset to grace?

He knows the song you need to hear, right when you need to hear it.
I dare you to look closely at your story and see where you might be standing on holy ground.




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One Comment on ““My Lighthouse”

  1. Shannon "Sam" Mather

    YES!!! God is so much more than those “burning bush” moments…the familiar twinkle in my grand babie’s eyes that I fell in love with in their mother’s eyes. The beautiful call of the morning song birds …God says we are without excuse to ‘know” Him! God bless you, Sweetheart-Momma

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