So I finally did it! After a couple weeks away from it, I turned the music on tonight...and sang. I had missed it. I love music...singing, playing, directing and composing...but I don't get to use it much anymore. But tonight, I turned the volume up and I sang! Thankfully, no one else was home at the time...well, except God and me. So I simply sang...to the best of my ability...to Him.
I have found that on the most challenging days...or when my heart is broken...or when I don't know what else to do...I turn the music up...or sit down at the piano...and sing. Somehow it brings me back to the basics of life.
When I was a little girl, my Dad and I sang together...lots. He was the Worship Leader at my home Church for quite awhile. I loved it when he would work on the car or in his work shop. He "obviously" needed my assistance...which meant, he would teach me new songs and I would keep him company..."just in case" he needed me for something important.
When Dad drove the truck to a nearby store or to my Grandfather's farm...way before car seats or seat belts existed...and it was just the two of us...I stood beside him, placed my little left hand on his broad right shoulder...and guess what? We sang! I felt so special because I was singing, laughing and talking with my Daddy! I may have been a little girl...but holding onto Dad's shoulder and singing those songs...made me feel like I was a little princess standing beside a king!
Sometimes I need to be reminded that life is not so different now. Of course, I don't stand up in the car while we drive down the road. I live over three hundred miles from my parents and my home state. The roads I travel now are quite different. But the journey is also very similar. Whatever turns, valleys, darkness or weariness are met on this journey, my Heavenly Father is right beside me. We can talk, laugh, sing and travel...together. I am holding onto Him...but just as it was when I was a little girl holding onto my Daddy...there is no doubt that Dads hold onto their children even more lovingly and securely. And the singing? There was nothing like watching my Daddy smile as I learned the songs he loved to hear. I often wonder what God's face looks like when I sing praises to Him. Maybe...just maybe...the King of Kings smiles upon His daughter, too. ♥~thl
"My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast; I will sing and make music. I will praise You, O Lord, among the nations; I will sing of You among the peoples. For great is Your love, reaching to the heavens; Your faithfulness reaches to the skies. Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; let Your glory be over all the earth" Psalm 57: 7, 9>11
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