Do you hear that sound?
It's the sound of life passing you by.
You miss 100% of the chances you don't take.
"If you're gonna be somebody, if you're gonna go somewhere, you gotta wake up and pay attention..."
I have been wondering why I haven't really accomplished anything lately, while reading my Bible, and I read story after story of people taking HUGE risks, and listening to God.
Wake. up. call.
Whoosh.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Speed Dial
As I sit alone at night watching YouTube videos of past choral experiences,
I envelop myself in atristic feelings.
I remember the joy of making beautiful music,
The way it sounded resonanting in my ears before it hit the audience,
The way it brought me to tears in rehearsals.
Singing is what brought me closer to God.
Songs like Psalm 23, and selections from Handel's Messiah are my roots.
The first songs I could feel God working in, talking specifically to me.
Like a phone call.
Then there's the countless love songs, that make me extremely happy and jealous at the same time.
Winter by Z. Randall Stroope is a slow choral piece that says,
"Come close to me, my strength, my life."
I can sing that song and pretend like I know what this feeling feels like, but I can only imagine.
So I wait. God, I'm waiting.
Rene Clausen wrote a beautiful piece to his wife for Valentine's Day (this makes me happy and jealous too....and puke a little bit)
that says, "Oh my love's like a red, red, rose that's newly sprung in June. Oh my love's like a melody that's sweetly played in tune. I will love the still my dear, 'til all the seas run dry. So deep in love am I."
God knew I'd have a tough Valentine's Day and this would pull me through. It's like He left this song on my voice mail, to listen to later.
And it worked.
The cadences, melodies, harmonies, and emotion take over me.
Music is more than meets the ear to me.
It's an experience.
As I watch the sea of bright pages turn simultaneously, or like a giant wave across the deep angelic choir, I remember why I do what I do.
It's for God.
So whilst my directors push me to become a better musican, I will stay true to my love for music, and use it for the glory of God. No matter how much fun they try to suck out of it.
Whilst I am humbled by the fact I am not nearly as talented as my comrades, I will praise God for everything he DID give me.
Music is my anti-drug, my release, my paint.
My passion, my hobby, my heartbeat.
My direct line to God.
I envelop myself in atristic feelings.
I remember the joy of making beautiful music,
The way it sounded resonanting in my ears before it hit the audience,
The way it brought me to tears in rehearsals.
Singing is what brought me closer to God.
Songs like Psalm 23, and selections from Handel's Messiah are my roots.
The first songs I could feel God working in, talking specifically to me.
Like a phone call.
Then there's the countless love songs, that make me extremely happy and jealous at the same time.
Winter by Z. Randall Stroope is a slow choral piece that says,
"Come close to me, my strength, my life."
I can sing that song and pretend like I know what this feeling feels like, but I can only imagine.
So I wait. God, I'm waiting.
Rene Clausen wrote a beautiful piece to his wife for Valentine's Day (this makes me happy and jealous too....and puke a little bit)
that says, "Oh my love's like a red, red, rose that's newly sprung in June. Oh my love's like a melody that's sweetly played in tune. I will love the still my dear, 'til all the seas run dry. So deep in love am I."
God knew I'd have a tough Valentine's Day and this would pull me through. It's like He left this song on my voice mail, to listen to later.
And it worked.
The cadences, melodies, harmonies, and emotion take over me.
Music is more than meets the ear to me.
It's an experience.
As I watch the sea of bright pages turn simultaneously, or like a giant wave across the deep angelic choir, I remember why I do what I do.
It's for God.
So whilst my directors push me to become a better musican, I will stay true to my love for music, and use it for the glory of God. No matter how much fun they try to suck out of it.
Whilst I am humbled by the fact I am not nearly as talented as my comrades, I will praise God for everything he DID give me.
Music is my anti-drug, my release, my paint.
My passion, my hobby, my heartbeat.
My direct line to God.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
FAITH
Faith (Feyth) n.: Belief in something you cannot see. SYN: Trust
I recently had a talk with a friend about how much faith I have in God, and that gets me through life, and delievers me. I believed every word I said. I wear a ring around my finger with the precious word inscribed on it. It's what I thought I had enough of, but you can never have enough FAITH.
Hebrews 11
1Now faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see.
2-40 Enoch, Noah, Abraham, Issac, Jacob, Esau, Joseph, Moses, David, Samuel, and the Prophets all had FAITH.
FAITH gets us through trials,
FAITH saves us,
FAITH heals us,
FAITH leads us into the unknown,
FAITH leads us closer to God.
This hit me like a 18 wheeler,
I have been praying the same prayer and God is sick of hearing it.
He knows the desires of my heart, and he wants me to have FAITH that he will take care of them, and answer them when the time is right.
I guess having faith ties in with being patient.
I hear you God.
I'll be patiently waiting with the strongest faith inside of me.
For You,
And all you have in store for me
In your wonderful plan for my life.
If you're struggling with something, and you've prayed for it a time or two(or a million if you are me) my advice to you is to let it be. God hears you the first time. Trust in Him, and have a little faith. (or a lot!)
Greater things are yet to come. But you gotta have faith.
I recently had a talk with a friend about how much faith I have in God, and that gets me through life, and delievers me. I believed every word I said. I wear a ring around my finger with the precious word inscribed on it. It's what I thought I had enough of, but you can never have enough FAITH.
Hebrews 11
1Now faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see.
2-40 Enoch, Noah, Abraham, Issac, Jacob, Esau, Joseph, Moses, David, Samuel, and the Prophets all had FAITH.
FAITH gets us through trials,
FAITH saves us,
FAITH heals us,
FAITH leads us into the unknown,
FAITH leads us closer to God.
This hit me like a 18 wheeler,
I have been praying the same prayer and God is sick of hearing it.
He knows the desires of my heart, and he wants me to have FAITH that he will take care of them, and answer them when the time is right.
I guess having faith ties in with being patient.
I hear you God.
I'll be patiently waiting with the strongest faith inside of me.
For You,
And all you have in store for me
In your wonderful plan for my life.
If you're struggling with something, and you've prayed for it a time or two(or a million if you are me) my advice to you is to let it be. God hears you the first time. Trust in Him, and have a little faith. (or a lot!)
Greater things are yet to come. But you gotta have faith.
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