Writing music is a talent. It’s a privilege.
Without the music there is just the lyrics. There’s no fluidity. No motion in between to make it flow.
Life is the same way. I can have the lyrics, but nothing makes sense without the music; the flow. My heart can be so into something, but my mind tells mesomething different. Is there a way to put up a giant wall of stone against a wave and expect it not to crumble after a few hits?
The music – instrumentals – consist of love, patience, kindness, joy, peace, grace and forgiveness and so much more. The music makes the heart sing. It rejoices in favor of what is good. After a while, the stone wall built to block out the love, patience, kindness, joy, peace, grace and everything else crumbles. So many times I have built a wall, and with every hit of love, wave of grace and unexpected forgiveness I have fallen apart. I use the analogy of the ocean quite often, and that is because so many times I feel as if I am drowning in a giant wave that is never going to roll over. It just keeps growing!
I pray that God destroys the wall and that my music turns into a symphony for him. Something so much more beautiful than it could ever be. A creative experience of worship is what I long for, and only God knows what I mean by that. There is nothing more personal than that of a song written by someone who is completely broken and using it as a form of worship. At least that is what I believe.
Here’s to making music with lyrics that are more than drowning in the waves of uncertainty!