I Sing. I love to sing. Singing gives me the ability to express what is in the depths of me. Singing is so much more than words to music, as every word that is expressed breaths passion, hope, love, joy, deliverance, truth, life!
I do not speak well, I fluster over my words, become insecure, quirky and fidgity. When I communicate i have a difficult time putting my words together, but a song puts into words what my heart wants to say.
I would enjoy life more if it were a musical.
Josie's life is a musical (she reminds me of a little girl I use to know). She sings while she makes her bed, puts on her clothes, eats her b-fast, is on the potty (there are great acoustics in there :-), while she plays with her dollies, does her chores, does her school work, in the car, in the store, down the slide, while she bathes (again great acoustics)... She sings. She is a happy girl.
My best days are the days when life is a musical. When I wake up with a song in my heart.
When "This is the day that the Lord has made" welcomes us to our school day.
And "The hills are alive with the sound of music" is sung loudly as i take out the trash (the neighbors don't mind).
Fighting for friends comes with a tune, and "Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord."
"Open the eyes of my heart" leads us in our family bible time.
When dishes are done singing "My Jesus, My Savior, Lord there Is none like you."
And the day ends with "I Love you Lord" being sung over my children.
I once heard someone sing "Praise is who I am, Praise is what I do"
When my life is musical, it is a life of praise. That is the life I want to live.
4 comments:
It is such a blessing to know that I am not the only one who thinks like this!! I feel more comfortable singing in front of 500 people than trying to make small talk at a party. I remember someone saying that musicals are so unrealistic, but they have not been to my house, cause I break out in song all the time. :)
okay this is like a GORGEOUS picture of you! you are so beautiful!!!
I've often thought life would be much easier to live through if it came with a soundtrack. Then we'd feel more heroic or noble if necessary, and afraid at only the right moments... we'd be prepared for the punch line, or the punch in the gut.
But then when I get all philosophical, I think maybe there IS a soundtrack, but we just haven't heard it yet. Maybe one day this mess of a life will actually come together into something interesting and inspiring - dare I hope? - when it's all said and done. Wow, what a miracle THAT would be.
ME TOO! Great picture.
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