“…make no mistake,
this is not make believe.” (all the miles, s.m.)
I think this song is so beautiful. You’ll have to click the link probably and look up lyrics for this to make any sense– I think it’s worth it, her music and God’s heart for me is all so stark and striking. Besides, I had to write and sing and cry for about an hour to make sense of my feelings, so you’ll just have to “journey on” as Dr. Green would say.
This is a song describing the journey one faces as a “lover”. She continually uses the phrase “this is not make believe” and the sheer authenticity of her words is alone enough to bring me to tears. That phrase describes both her moments of great frustration and great joy as a lover.
In the first verse the comments she hears from both well-meaning friends who unintentionally discourage her and those who willingly tear her down, inject fear & hopelessness into her relationship. Bluntly she admits that all these struggles are “not make believe” while still trying to confidently agree that God is on her side.
In the second verse you can tell that the time and the distance is getting to her. I have often found myself at my weakest in tears clinging desperately to what I know to be true, praying to feel it in that moment, though I do not. It is then that I cleave to all this with fierceness; I must believe, I must! At that moment, my statement that all that I believe “is not make believe” is a cry, reaching out to God through all the uncertainty.
What follows is a bridge in which the self-convincing continues and grows to a climax. After every statement, the heart question is: “is this not make believe?” For would I rather have the mystery & the madness and the rains? I know that hell is the only place one can be free of all love’s pain. I come to the conclusion that I know both devils, yet which is worse?
The musical interlude seems to be a place for her to regain composure, although it’s possible I only think so because it’s at this point that I break down. But what comes after the breakdown? For both of us it’s surrender. Surrender & peace because I admit that “I have no claim on the future.” So what else can I do? Not only is there nothing esle to do, but it’s the only thing that make sense anyway because He cares for me. He is a friend of us- me & my lover- because it is our loving that He uses to make us more like Him. He makes our blood, our flesh, the ground on which we stand.
He walks with us.
Make no mistake.
My own heart cannot win this battle because He already has. The battle we fight against our own impatience is one that he has already won. All we need to do is surrender to Him.
& this is not make believe.