February 13, 2012

• {oh love that will not let me go}

  it’s the song I sung at our wedding.
  little girls circling about, singing along in their whispery sweet voices.

  
  
  funny, how I see each section of my life in a song.
  as if silent background music plays with each scene that rolls through my mind as I recall.

  classical music reminds me of the early years of our marriage.
  when everything was still a little formal and we were trying to hit every note just so.
  we seemed to listen to alot of mozart.

  I love classical music. I encourage my kids to listen to it.

  country music reminds me of our business in cincinnati.
  of wild and crazy times. of sweat, blood, and tears. and ford pick up trucks. 

  Brad Paisley’s,”Waitin on a Woman,” makes me laugh. is so me, Shayne will say.
  Casting Crown’s, “Praise You in the Storm,” still makes me cry.
  “A thousand Years,” speaks to me of my kids.

  “I have loved you for a thousand years…
  I’ll love you for a thousand more.”
  
  how perfectly what I feel.

  I love peppy songs that I can snap my fingers to and dance.
  though really I can’t. dance that is.
  you should see me play Just Dance3.
  
  my kids laugh till they double. and so do I.
  but I still think I can do a pretty mean grocery cart boogie.
  
  I love a good melancholic tune. 
  something that hits in the deeper places. that brings perspective.

  sometimes in church, I stop singing and close my eyes. just listening.

  I often think of how cool it is that God created music.
  He didn’t have to. but He did. and how clever.
  to be able to express how we feel with instruments, with our voices.
  to hear others express it for us.
  the beauty of it all. and I wonder what heaven will sound like.
  when all that talent gathers. and the angels. and the glory of God.
  can you imagine!
  
  I die for a nice acoustic piece. a solo guitar.
  I love to hear someone who can sing, I mean really sing, just sing.
  like watching Adele at the Grammy’s last night. or Jennifer Hudson.
  there are some that do it so effortlessly and it enthralls me to hear.
  
  I’ve been reminded lately at the importance of having good uplifting worship music in our home~
  I’m trying to do more of that.

  I love all kinds of music. but music is a big soul feeder.
  and I want music that will feed our soul in a good way.
  white dog, black dog. as Shayne always says.
  whichever you feed the most will be the strongest.
  
  the other night after dinner we randomly broke out in a song together..
  giggling our way through the first part,
  then turning serious and owning it with a little harmony and volume.
  it’s so freeing to sing and not care what you sound like.
  I like singing as a family. we used to do it more. usually in the van as we drove places.
  
  I want to get back to that.~
  
  but. no matter how many songs I’ve fallen in love with through the years,
  different sections of life I see tagged with different music.
  it’s always this one that I come back to as my theme of sorts over it all ~
  
  Oh love that will not let me go…

  because isn’t His love the thread that weaves through every part, holding each together.
  
  and I hum the words softly, as my mind traces back those 15 years ago..
  young bride singing with all conviction before her husband and God and everybody.
  and yet. how I didn’t fully grasp those words. not really. not then.
  I believed them. but I hadn’t lived them. and there’s a difference.

  and I see now. even if just a little, how that everything. everything..
  the people that fill our lives, the circumstances that surround us.
  the blessings we enjoy and even the trials we struggle through~ all is His love.
  His way of not letting us go. 

  and I’m thinking of all this as another birthday of mine blows in here with these cold February winds..
  turning the page from 37, to 38.

  and as I woke this morning, rolling over to the light coming through the window.
  feeling the warmth of a new dawn on my face. a new chapter. a new year of LIFE.
  yes…  I can hear that song echoing yet again through my heart.

  and Father, thanks for never letting go.
  
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  I will say the closer I get to 40..
  the younger it sure gets.

  do i hear an amen!

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