Song Info
Genre
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Peak #129
Peak in subgenre #22
Author
Dan and Karen Lange
Rights
2004 Dan and Karen Lange
Uploaded
February 13, 2004
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MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I became a Christian at age nine, but was never baptized. Over the years it weighed on me, being so active in the churches we've gone to. As I have recently been focusing my walk with our Lord, and as doors began opening for baptism (are there ever coincidences?), I was suddenly faced with dying to my pride issues. I had the most amazing middle-of-the-night screaming match with the Holy Spirit (all in my mind of course). When I confessed this to my pastor, God began unfolding this amazing plan that I could have never anticipated. Our church is just going into the Purpose Driven Life campaign. Our prayer warriors seem to have this really cool partnership with God. Whew! Then my son comes home from Wed. night youth (he's eleven) expressing an interest in being baptized. He talked it through with his mom while I "listened in." It was after this, that I first told him I was getting baptized the next Sunday. His jaw hit the floor (he, like everyone else, didn't know that I hadn't been baptized before) and he said it would be so cool if we could be baptized on the same Sunday. It was the pastor's idea that I remain in the baptismal after being baptized to help with Adam's baptism.
Now Adam was born premature. You know how perfect premee's can look since they didn't have a chance to fatten up. And of course so tiny. They sleep alot, but when he opened these vibrant, alert big blue eyes for the very first time as I held him... I'll never forget that moment.
So it was a thrill for me to be there when Adam came out of the water and symbolically opened his beautiful blues for the very first time - again.
The song? I was on the emotional edge leading up to the "big day," so I was worried that I wouldn't be able to relate my testimony. So on Friday before that Sunday I got a "wild idea" that I could write it in song and have Karen sing it. I wrote the lyrics during my lunch hour (they flowed out!) and took it home to Karen. She laughed when I suggested my idea. I told her I would get started on the music in the morning but if she had any ideas... She scoffed.
Well, I woke up with a pretty good idea, and went down to the basement to get staff paper. Karen was at the piano. She turned and said, "It's almost done. I woke up with the song in my head." It's the first song we've ever written to be performed (though we have done jingles before the kids were born).
I could never have known through all those years of struggling with this, the amazing plan that unfolded with a single right decision. Sure, there may have been others that I missed, but I'm so glad to now be living this one. In the middle of a night, I gave up and gave in. We're just along for the ride on the rest!
Karen plays the piano, I played the sax, and programmed the drums, bass and strings. Thanks for allowing us to share this experience and song with you.
- Dan
Lyrics
The Grains of Sand
Who could know
As a boy so young
The struggle in the journey
That started that lifetime ago
Who could know
When the years drifted by
Just what this fate would bring
Thoughts of you that wouldn’t die
(chorus)
All my days, they were recorded
All of my days, before one began
Your thoughts of me, I can’t understand
They outnumber the grains of the sand
The grains of sand.
Who could know
This new perfect baby boy
Would take this walk beside me now
To see for the first time again
Who could know
Your spirit would capture me
Even then, I can’t let go
Light my way, I want to see
(chorus)
(bridge)
Your wonderful brightness,
Longs to shine on me
Lord make this the day,
I can be in your arms, and can finally see
(chorus)
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