The Story Behind The Key
I think everyone can almost always find a biblical character with whom we relate to in different seasons of our lives.
As humans, being understood by someone can remove so much of the loneliness the enemy can use as a weapon to attack us in our trials in life. Because reading about the struggle and heartache, but eventual triumph in the lives of others in similar situations is so powerful to our resolve. It offers our parched hope the water it so desperately needs to GROW in the desert climate of a trial.
I’ve had so many seasons that mirrored biblical men and women’s lives. Which is why I have plenty of Jonah ‘isms’, some passionate Peter too. I’ve even had some Thomas days that were hard to work through. ‘For such a time as this..’ has Esther’d its way into most every fierce moment I’ve encountered. When God was using me in street evangelism, to build relationships with victims of Human Trafficking, I clung to Moses and Joshua and their journey to the promised land. I’ve driven around walls 7 times, blown shofar as a battle cry, and even seen God part a sea of drug addicts in order for us to witness to women on the streets.
However, there has been one man of God, whose life has always mirrored my own, and that is David. Like me, he was an over-looked musician and leader. A tender of sheep. One who killed the giant, the lion and the bear. A fiercely tender man after God’s own heart. And hiding inside this tiny warrior, was a man God had ordained for greater things. Because David was born to be a King.
Like David, God has kept me tending sheep- for many years. For a long time I looked at that as a punishment, but today I see it is an honor. Because in the tending of the sheep, the Shepherd walks with me and talks with me. There is no distraction from the rest of the world and all of its goings on. All these years together in the pasture, I’ve become so tenderly acquainted with My Shepherd, that when He speaks, I know his voice.
During the first 8 years of my time in the pasture, My love for The Shepherd grew so deep, that like a lover does for her beau, I began to write and sing the words of my heart to Him. This was one of the songs that was birthed in my soul…between The Good Shepherd and me.
The words to the song were me singing my thoughts to Him, and the chorus was His beautiful reply.
In the pasture is where I found REAL intimacy…..and Jesus was the Key.
So- If you find yourself in the pasture, know this…you’re closer to your destiny than you’ve ever been before.
By Allison Henderson
‘Jesus is the key’
I’m walking through the wilderness,
To set my feet on promised land,
So why am I still lost and wandering,
Because Jesus guides my feet,
Jesus sets me free,
Jesus empty me
Jesus holds the key
I know you’d part the crimson sea,
And calm the raging storms in me,
I know I’m fighting from your victory
But Jesus make me see,
Jesus carry me
Jesus hold my grief
Jesus be my peace,
On Christ the solid rock I stand,
If I should fall He’ll hold my hand,
And every dart sent from the enemy,
Falls at Jesus’ feet.
He is the victory,
No weapon will defeat,
What He began in me.
Cause I know I’ve seen the mountains move,
My hopes and dreams I find in you,
Every trial is your perfecting me,
Jesus sets me free.