I Wanna Hold Your Hand
A recent Scribettes prompt asked what lyrics we remembered from songs. The first tune that came to mind dates me. But that’s ok, music is enduring.
She Loves You and I Wanna Hold Your Hand swept the country in the early 1960s along with their creators/performers: The Beatles. Memory of those four young British artists is epoch. Yes, I was one of those teenage screamers.
But times change. While traveling to visit my grandsons recently, I listened to some of the CDs. And—I couldn’t believe how vacuous the lyrics are! Yep. That’s right. No substance. Perspective on a bygone era. However, the beat goes on and its still toe tapping good.
Past the Beatles, another melody, Cherish, by a group called The Association, brings to my mind the tender romance of teen years. I had a sweet boyfriend. I wonder where he is now? Is he bald and potbellied? How many tender shoots call him Grandpa? Hmm.
As life has moved on, the September Song takes on more poignancy. The freshness (and maybe foolishness?) of youth matured and now I hope I’m in the September of life and not December!
Now, I sing because I’m happy and free because His Eye is on the Sparrow. Jesus told us that His Father feeds the birds who don’t sow or reap, and I am of more value than they. What comfort.
Through all of life, It is Well with My Soul. The ravages have come and gone, and God has always been faithful. Sea billows may roll, but I am still breathing, and God still holds my hand.
The theme of life on earth is battle. A Mighty Fortress is Our God. This song weaves in and out of everything all along the journey. Lord Sabaoth is His Name and no matter what the devil throws in my path, the Lord prevails.
I have found Him faithful and true.
His Kingdom is forever.