Thursday, February 15, 2018

God’s Plan in My Gift of Singing: Part 3 - From Darkness to Light

Written by  Garth Horn

Phase 5

Magnolia played a few more gigs but eventually dissolved. We moved out and went our separate ways. I often reflect on the good times with the band.

When I was age 23, I was transferred to Beaver Home Centre in Saskatoon. I packed my belongings, including my acoustic guitar, loaded up my 1976 Mustang Cobra 11 and headed to the big city. After living in a small town for years, Saskatoon felt like a big city. At Beaver Home Centre, I enjoyed working with a team of retail salespeople and became good friends with Lorne, Paul, Curby and Lonny. I enjoyed the work but had a longing to go back to school.

At age 24, I moved to Moose Jaw to study administration at the Saskatchewan Technical Institute. Once again, my Cobra 11 was packed with my guitar and other belongings. Occasionally, I would pull out my guitar from its case and play for a house ‘party’. I highlight ‘party’ because that is what I did more than applying myself to the studies. After my first report card, it showed; most of my subjects had listed beside them the letter “F”, which meant failure. Seeing that hit me hard because I knew that as a person I was not a failure and that I did not want to be a failure. This was a crisis moment in my life. It felt like I was in a storm with grey and black clouds around me, preventing me from looking on. I knew that God was a God of Love, but I did not call out to God until this time. And the call that came was a cry of desperation!

Phase 6

By this time, I had strayed from going to church for 5 years. I was too busy partying with my friends and would sleep in on Sunday mornings.

One night I remember kneeling before my bed in prayer, asking God to lead me on through this storm. I knew that my habit of excessive drinking and partying had to change. Years later, as I recall that night, I think of a song by Daniel and Mary Dauvin which relates to this one dark night.

One Dark Night – by Daniel & Mary Dauvin

          I would never have believed that God could really care
          Who was I too hope that He’d listen to my prayer.
          God touched my heart, He touched my soul.
          Who with his great love, God touched my soul.

          It happened one dark night, I felt so all alone
         
Emptiness inside of me, no place could I call home.
         
God touched my heart. He touched my soul.
         
Who with his great love, God touched my soul.

          Suddenly He came like a desert rain
         
A joy filled my heart and banished all my pain
         
God touched my heart. He touched my soul.
         
Who with his great love, God made me whole.

          Warm healing tears washed away my sorrow
         
In the midst of my despair, a new hope for tomorrow.
         
God touched my heart. He touched my soul.
         
Who with his great love, God touched my soul.
         
God touched my heart. He touched my soul.
         
Who with his great love, God made me whole.
         
God touched my heart, I love God so.

Indeed, God touched my heart with new insight and the inspiration to go back to Church. The next Sunday I walked five blocks to attend St. Joseph Catholic Church. I asked God for guidance as I continued on my spiritual journey.

Stay tuned for the next installment, coming after Easter.

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