Arms Open Wide (song series)

This week, I have decided to jump on the bandwagon of “Throwback Thursdays” with my blog and song posts.  It is fun to look back and see where it all began. Where singing became part of who I was and God took a hold of my voice for His glory. I think the very first time I sang in front of others was at Calvary Community Church in Williams Bay, WI.  I was 3 and I sang... 

“Jesus loves me, He really loves me, and He’s watching over everything I doooooo” 

I have always loved to sing and entertain as a child.  When I was little my mom would tape-record me outside the bathroom door while I made up songs (mostly about horses).  I would also invite all my neighbors over and perform “The Heart of Rock-n-Roll” by Huey Lewis and the News…complete with all the instruments that I pretended to play during the song.  I had my musical debut...hehe…when I performed in actual musicals at Timber-lee.  When I was five I played “Praise”, a little girl sent to bring joy and music to a sad kingdom…singing a couple solos with my distinctive lisp.  I even had a chance to sing on a couple of albums we professionally recorded of camp songs...then eventually running the programming for our summer camp leading worship and writing the theme songs for a few years.

All this to say…music runs in my blood and I have always felt a calling to do something with it.  It wasn’t until high school where I picked up the guitar and learned to pluck a few chords and then caught the writing bug. This song is one of my very first songs written, I believe back in high school after an FCA bible study where we discussed Luke 15 about the prodigal son and the lost sheep.

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Arms Open Wide

Becki J. Buescher

Seven times fallen, this road so rough

I find myself wandering again

I look up with tear filled eyes and strain to see Your face

And pray You would take me from this place

But when I look up You’re already on Your way

And run to me with arms open wide

Oh Lord why pursue this wretch you see

Never failing, You are there for me

Driven off the path independence as my guide

A lamb without a flock all alone

Do I know I am lost will my shepherd every come

And leave 99 to save this one