When I was around ten (or a little younger), my family and I went on a mini vacation to Dale Hollow Lake. We took our pontoon boat and our camping gear. We settled on an island in the middle of the lake for a couple nights. One evening the family sat on the shore by the calm water watching the sun set. The sky was a rainbow of orange, yellow and purple. One of the most beautiful sunsets I've ever seen. Getting a little restless, I began walking along the shore away from the rest of the family. I soon rounded the bend and came to the back side of the island. The tall pines shaded the shore and water from the glorious sunset in the west. Instead, on this side, the moon had risen and was reflecting its pale beams on the ripples speeding toward the rocky shoreline. As I watched the moonbeams dance along the waves, the world around me suddenly became very quiet and still. The moonbeams turned in the people running aimlessly in the dark water. They were lost. Afraid. A soft voice whispered in my ear, "You will be My light to a lost and dark world." The vision faded. The night noises were once again loud. The waves continued to wash near my toes, the moonlight reflecting on them. Tears streamed down my cheeks, but I couldn't remember beginning to cry. I ran back to my parents and told them what had happened.
Years later, I had another similar experience. I treasure these experiences, because it reminds me that God has put me here for a reason. He has a plan for my life and He shall accomplish it.
I wrote this song based on that first lake experience. Sometimes we need to look at our world through different lenses. We need to be aware of the fear, the lost, the darkness, so that we can bring love, hope and light to them. If we do not share with them the hope and love of Christ, they will remain frightened moonbeams on the waves, dried sea shells forgotten on a beach, empty clouds forever gray. Let's shine His light for them to see.
I see a full sea of faces
Swimming in so many places
An ocean of dry waters wave
I see a full sea of faces x2
A broken bit of shoreline of different color shells
Bleached and dried by the sun
If the heart inside could only speak of the tales
Of when the dying first begun
A salty breath of sighs spray inland on the wind
Washing the sand on the shore
If tears shed in silence could speak in tongues of men
The rains from empty clouds would pour
The rains would pour
The hearts would speak
The shells would live
The sands would dance again
Hope is the moon in the dark night sky
Change reflects on each wave
Faith soars on wings that fly ever high
Freedom is had and is saved