Writing songs often follows familiar paths for creators, yet sometimes, inspiration strikes from an unexpected direction. For me, accustomed to crafting contemporary worship tunes, the stirring came in the form of a hymn. Hymns, while cherished for their profound truths and part of my spiritual background, weren’t my typical musical inclination. However, a deep meditation on the immense sacrifice at Calvary ignited a new creative spark.
Reflecting on the cross, the weight of the Father’s love became overwhelmingly apparent. To surrender His beloved Son to such agonizing suffering is a testament to a love beyond comprehension. This contemplation turned inward, prompting a humbling realization of personal culpability. It wasn’t just humanity’s collective sin that led to the crucifixion, but a deeply personal share in that burden. The thought that, had I been present, I might have been among those voices calling for his crucifixion, intensified the magnitude of His sacrifice. This personal connection amplified the awe and reverence for the Father’s gift. It underscores just how great the Father’s love is, a love offered despite our unworthiness.
In this space of reflection, a melody began to emerge, seemingly effortlessly, as if already existing somewhere in the ether. While the tune arrived quickly, the lyrics demanded careful crafting. Each line was refined, strengthened, and shaped to articulate the profound depth of this divine exchange. The aim was to capture the essence of this overwhelming love in words that would resonate deeply.
The journey of this hymn has been remarkable. It’s found its voice in diverse corners of the global church, embraced by traditional congregations and house churches alike. This accessibility, bridging different expressions of worship, is both surprising and deeply gratifying. Perhaps unexpectedly, this hymn-writing venture has also brought with it a touch of gentle humor. Word reached me of a conference where a couple, moved by the song, expressed surprise at discovering I was still alive! It seems a hymn, born from contemplating the Father’s great love, can indeed give one a timeless, if prematurely aged, persona.
