It's a musical life

     This journey is truly one of twists and turns, blind corners, surprise bumps, and more than a few hurdles. It has been a whirlwind of emotions with often times the experience of multiple emotions all at once. It sometimes feels like our heads are going to explode, turn inside out, and implode all at once; our hearts, too. With this twisting, churning, wrenching fog of uncertainties, though, there is always a beautiful song of peace singing. Sometimes it's a quiet, sweet note in the background, sometimes it's a loud, exuberant chorus at the forefront, sometimes it's a low, soothing lullaby calming ragged nerves in the storm, but it's always playing. A pure, holy melody of promise, hope, and peace that echoes, resonates, even times drowning out the fear that threatens to overwhelm our thoughts and tries to take control of our day. It sings to us in our sleep and in our awake hours. It calls to us when we feel lost or hopeless at times, bringing us back to the Composer's arms. It dissolves dungeon walls of anger, bitterness, feelings of injustice and despair, like the trumpets of the Israelites in Jericho. It whispers against our cheeks and hair like a mother's kiss, bringing sweet perfume of alabaster and tears. It binds the two flesh into one, calling on that Union to represent, serve, and carry on. It beats with the drums of a marching song, a battle cadence to do war and fight for truth. This great Song has been the soundtrack to our lives, but lately it has been the musical river that has swept us along God's mighty plan and kept us afloat while we wait for our home. I sometimes forget to listen, but as of late I'm learning to sing along.