Monday, October 4th, 2010
Most mornings I would get up before the kids to go for a brisk walk. It was some light daily exercise and a chance to clear my mind before the day began. And it was a also a time to pray, to sing, and to speak out Scriptures. It was on one of these walks that I heard it. The idea [for the song “Come Now is the Time for Worship”] floated through the air, and in that moment my life changed again. I tuned into what felt like the “frequency of worship” – that realm where God is completely real – and I immediately sensed the presence of God in a way that I had not for some time.
Once the idea came, I kept singing it over and over so I wouldn’t lose it. When I got home, I raced upstairs to the piano in the top loft of the house, and I started playing the idea over and over. I took a mental picture of playing the melody on the piano and jotted down some notes and phrases that popped into my head. In the few minutes before I left for my favorite daily job of walking my kids to school, I managed to document the basic idea of the first section of the song. I don’t remember the details of that morning walk with the kids. Usually I drive them crazy by singing silly songs – whatever I see sparks a song, and I love embarrassing them by being silly. It’s part of the dad job description. However, I expect that morning there were no silly songs… just the repetition of this God-breathed melody.
Over the rest of the week, I continued to sing the song – morning, afternoon, and evening. Writing a song feels more like birthing, and it invades every waking thought. If you had told me that this song would travel the globe, get translated into numerous languages, and be recorded by dozens of artists, I probably would have chuckled in disbelief.. but just maybe I would have said, “Yes, that’s going to happen.”
About a week later I felt like the song was basically finished. That’s pretty quick for me – sometimes I take months with songs as they go through multiple drafts. The next Sunday I tried the song out at our home church: the SW London Vineyard. The song connected right away. In fact it seemed only a few weeks later that I heard that the song was already being used in South Africa. I was amazed to hear that the song had already traveled to the other side of the world. I had heard stories of other songs that spread that quickly, but to have it happen to a song I had written seemed crazy!
But even crazier is this: I wrote this song at one of the lowest points of my life – the point where I had failed in a big way with a project publicly, the point when private doubts raged about this whole “Christian ministry” and serving God thing.
Excerpted from Make Love, Make War, by Brian Doerksen (A Survivor book from David C. Cook, 2009).
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