What is it about music that changes everything?
I’ve been in a car in the gloomiest of moods when just the “right” song came on and i felt understood and cared for and loved simply because of the song.
I’ve been at a loss for words, sitting at a keyboard in silence, wondering what was left to say….and when i dared to put my hands on the keys, a simple melody began to form and the words where there as if the black and white keys were what unlocked the door of silence.
I’ve walked in the moonlight with questions that seemed as endless as the stars and listened to a song over and over that became my prayer, and my answer.
For me, it’s as if music takes the mind from the limits, to the limitless. Music is freedom. Music is from the soul. Music makes sense when nothing else does. I can hear a good sermon, take notes, and the truth is there in black and white. But i can listen to a song and with one simple phrase i’ve been broken, i’ve been convicted, i’ve been pierced by truth, i’ve been encouraged, i’ve been restored, i’ve been changed.
I wonder what happens to the music after it is sung and still hanging in the air? According to the ”August Rush” music is everywhere, you just have to listen. And i wonder, sitting here just now, if the hope that i feel is because of the tiniest piece of music still floating in the air that never ”dissolves”, but just keeps drifting, waiting to be heard by someone, waiting to be embraced by the heart and put to a new melody? Okay, so this is starting to sound a little too “august rushish”…..but wouldn’t it be a cool concept if music WAS actually still hanging around in the atmosphere? That the song you sang in the shower yesterday might still be out there somewhere? Or the song that i started writing, but never finished, might be heard by someone in ten years when they are writing and my words happen to be traveling by?
I don’t think there is anything any better God could have dreamed up than music. I know there is no time that i feel closer to God than when i am singing. It’s the only time that I feel that every part of me is in tune with Him. I can’t sing without engaging my heart, soul, mind, body, spirit……..
That’s the beauty of writing…..because it engages every part of myself and it’s when i feel most alive. It’s why i am SO looking forward to going to Nashville this weekend, even if only for a day. Because I have the chance to surround myself with people who are totally sold out to Writing About Jesus! It’s quite a high!
