The Dayspring EP
When I was fifteen years old, I picked up my dad’s old “Marlin” guitar (may I add that this thing is virtually ancient?) and made up my very own chord progression. I thought that it would blow the minds of all who heard it. So I played that chord progression until my fingers bled and it hurt to hold my fork at dinner time. And there are faint scars, to this day, of long lines on my right leg where the guitar rests. I was determined to become a musician.
Then I found the Lord. He met me in the darkest, most terrifying corners of my life. He sat with me in those places, giving me words and flooding me with a peace that still tastes like blackberries and smells like fresh green paint. Then he coaxed me out of those dark places and pulled me into a light that compares to nothing else. And in that light, He gave me words to that stupid chord progression. And I put them together and felt myself being called into a life that seems much too good for me.
No one will ever hear that song. I think it has two chords, one hammer on, and about eight words about being love sick. But hey, we all start somewhere. Instead of that song, let me introduce the joy of my summer months so far: the Dayspring EP! And let me tell you just a little bit about it.
I wrote these songs over this past year, usually in a pitch black room around three in the morning. One of the songs struck me during dinner and I abandoned my family to write it down. These songs have meaning that I can’t explain. And I never thought anyone would hear them. But, my gracious worship pastor and my dear friend teamed up to turn my music into something ridiculously cool. And that’s how this happened. I didn’t do a thing, accept listen to the still, small voice of the Lord in the dark and quiet hours of my brokenness.
I’m selling this music because I still need to raise a very large amount of money to get to Seacoast School of Worship this August (which- by the way- is ANOTHER crazy awesome thing that God is doing in my life right now!!). So, please rejoice with me! Have a listen and consider supporting me by buying my EP. You all rock, and I feel that each song in the EP has something to offer everybody. Jesus addressed almost every issue in my life through these songs… I can’t wait to hear how He speaks to you through this music.
My prayers are for you all!
-Rachel
The Year of the Lord’s Favor
Isaiah 61
1 The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, because the Lord has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners,
2 to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn,
3 and provide for those who grieve in Zion— to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor.
4 They will rebuild the ancient ruins and restore the places long devastated; they will renew the ruined cities that have been devastated for generations.
What a God we serve. He is delivering me from the darkness that I have been living in. He is equipping me to bring Him glory, and is honoring my dreams at the same time. It will never cease to amaze me how far He is willing to go to tell us that our seemingly small dreams are huge to Him.
Yesterday I found out that I will be attending Seacoast School of Worship for the 2015-2016 school year. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) I was one of the 12 students accepted this year. I’d love for you to check out the school and rejoice with me –> seacoastschoolofworship.com
We will be growing in many different areas of leadership, musicianship, and discipleship… but most importantly, we’ll be coming back to the heart of worship and falling in love with our Heavenly Father all over again. Classes will begin in late August and run through May 26 of next year. So, thanks to God’s wonderful and unreasonably lovely will for my life, I’ll be living in Mt. Pleasant, SC for about 9 months. What a good, good God!
Over the next few months, I’ll be fundraising like crazy so that I can attend. I have no doubt in my mind that the Lord will provide, and I am so excited to see the ways in which He will! I will be posting details shortly, but for now, enjoy this song and keep on the look out for exciting new things!!
-Rachel
My Brother’s Song (written for my brother’s homecoming from Korea. He’s in the Airforce and he’s too awesome for words.)
Miracles are coming!
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well. (Psalm 139:14)
I know that all things work together for the good of those who love You, to those who are called according to Your purpose. For whom You foreknew, You also predestined to be conformed to the image of Your Son, that He might be the firstborn among many. (Romans 8:28,29)
I am blown away almost every week by how many people tell me that they are praying for me and remembering my life. My thankfulness is beyond words. To those who pray for me and keep up with my life, here is something to be praying for: I have finally submitted to God’s will for my life and decided to pursue leading worship. (!!!!!) It’s incredible how overlooked His plans are. And His plans are the good ones! I am very excited to share this with you…
Since the end of November last year, I have been gradually losing my energy, becoming more depressed, and overall just settling in what the enemy has been trying to convince me of. I have definitely been spiraling downward. I’ve been so ill and weak that I ended up having to move back in with my parents, and I have seemed to lose all of the things that I once looked forward to. It has been a dark time.
But roughly over the past two months, I have been growing more and more unsatisfied with where I’ve been headed: a career in early childhood education. I always felt the need to make worship music plan b or c, because I was told by a few opinions that I value, “you just can’t rely on a career like that to have a stable life”…
Here’s the thing. Since I was fifteen years old, sitting in front of my computer with my little Luna guitar, playing until my fingers were raw and singing until my voice was lost, encountering Jesus and falling so madly in love with Him, I have been so sure that I will be provided for and that worship leading is my calling. Being so young, I have kept my mouth shut and let the world guide me into the life of an average Joe.
However, I am deciding right now that I will no longer be driven by doubt. There is a huge difference between seeking Godly counsel and listening to a few opinions that you respect. There is a huge difference between saying that God will provide and living to make way for His provisions. I will not live a life trying to feed my ego or the egos around me. I am living for my Savior, and if I have been given the ability to lead others into a place of worship, then (literally) by God I will do such thing.
So, I am in the process of applying to a worship school. I am sure as anything that this is where I am supposed to be… if not this year, then next. I hope that you will join me in prayer about this. While waiting and praying, here is a song that I recorded during finals week last December. It is very fitting :-)
My prayers are for you!
-Rachel
Satisfied in You
Have a listen before reading:
I’m learning a lot that I was hoping I would never have to learn. It’s very easy to say that you are satisfied by God when all is going well in life… When you are relatively healthy, when you wake up and it is easy to choose being happy. Even the smallest things make life so seemingly easy, and allow for us to become so ignorantly blissful. Like craving a hearty meal, or looking forward to going to bed.
I have been sick since early December. Lot’s of small things paired with mononucleosis. It seems like one day I can barely talk because my throat is swollen and sore, the next day I’m sick to my stomach, the day after that my head is throbbing from morning to night. Each day I have about enough energy to walk around for about ten minutes then I have to sit for at least an hour to recuperate. I realized yesterday how tiring it is for me to walk up a flight of stairs. By the time I reach the top, I’m dizzy and my legs are shaking.
I think even more than all of that, I am crippled by fear. A kind of fear that has no right to weigh me down, but still… it haunts me and wakes me up in the middle of the night. I’m afraid of being so caught up in pain and exhaustion that I lose sight of who Jesus is. That is what feels the worst. But last night, through tossing and turning and unexplained pain, I had no choice but to cry out to Him. And He answered.
So here I am, sitting at home in Stephens City, taking a break from the busyness of what I was so excited for my life to be. My windows are open and my curtains are blowing with the breeze. My floor is covered in boxes that I’m unpacking little by little. My walls are covered in my favorite paintings and pictures and dried flowers. There are three dogs snoozing by my bed, keeping me safe. And there is a new song in my heart, calling me to admit that I am satisfied.
I am a seed that needs to fall and break in order to grow. I am being surrounded by terrifying waves, but He created them. And as I sit here typing this, the birds are singing along with this song. My heartbeat is steadier than it has been in a while. And I am satisfied.
Blessings to you, dear friends.