By Lisa Huddleston
I can’t really publish this as I would like to, because it’s meant to be a song, and I have rarely ever written a tune (ONCE). Therefore, I’m just going to throw these words out and see what happens.
As many of you know, I often battle against despair–I doubt God, I doubt salvation, I even doubt doubt. But, many of you also know that God never lets go of me! I attribute much of His tenacious faith to the beautiful place I live and commonly refer to as “Hudfarm.” This land has been in my husband’s family for five generations, and it is still a nourishing place in which to raise a soul. What a gift!
So … my kids all write music. Maybe one of them will feel moved. And many of my friends are also talented musicians who just may see through the simplistic words and hear the melody of my heart–I imagine it to be acoustic with a slightly, minor key. But who knows? Maybe it’s a rap or a polka or something? Okay, then. Here goes nothin:
“Faith is a Gift”
Faith is a gift, Believing is a gift (repeat kind of chant-like)
Verse 1
When I feel the sunrise lifting
When I watch it as it sets
Then I know you’re near me
Then your gift I get
Verse 2
When the blossoms flower
And even when they dry
Your colors quench my thirsting
Your love’s the reason why that–
Bridge
Faith is a gift
Believing is a gift
Only to be given
Nothing I can buy
Faith is a gift
Believing is a gift
As needed as the raindrops
Falling from the sky
Verse 3
When wind chimes ring so softly
When thunder roars then dies
When lightning bugs just flicker
My soul lifts up a sigh
Verse 4
From springtime unto summer
In both wintertime and fall
I feel your Spirit warm me
My heart can’t help but call that–
Bridge
Faith is a gift
Believing is a gift
Only from the Spirit
Dripping from His lips
Faith is a gift
Believing is a gift
Drowning out the hatred
With just a single sip
Faith is a gift, Believing is a gift (repeat to end)