There are a handful or so sounds that may my heart happy, my mind pause, and my soul sing for joy. I love the hearing the sounds of hundreds of South African voices, singing as one, to One, with everything in them. It is just beautiful. It has this way of capturing my heart and turning my insides out. I don't know if there is a more powerful and just awestruck sound as water. It can be the raging river your hiking next to or a small (or big) waterfall crashing itself down into the rocks feeding into the valley floor.
The cry of a newborn. It is so pure, simple, and innocent. It is life and breath and God-made. My husbands prayers. Not so much us just praying together though I do love it too. I remember many times where I have fallen asleep before Bryce and woken up to his voice. He is about to go to sleep himself, but he is laying there whispering to God praying for his beloved, his lover, his wife. I will always treasure those moments I wake up to hear his heart.
There are probably a few other sounds that capture me in one way or another. The last one I want to share, is the sound of my guitar in an almost empty room, with wood or even tile floors. I can play almost anything in there and make it sound like the best thing that has come out on the radio in the last 3 decades. It is just beautiful. Not only does it sound great, but it is just fun. I could sit there and jam and mess around with chords and notes for probably hours!
For this reason or that, the guitar is one thing that has not really been part of me since I have been married. I am hoping this will change in this new house and with the space we will have there. Music has always been a big way I connect and spend time with God. It is this pure time of praise and worship. It is this time He speaks to my heart and uses my hands to write and play and it is amazing.
O' Martin...you will be played much.
2 comments:
I love you! I can't wait to hear that guitar much more too. I can't wait to hear those african voices, in person, myself. I am drawn to that culture, I think. We watched a video the other night in class of a group going way back up a mountain in Uganda. The simplicity and joy was contagious. Thanks for sharing your open heart with us. me
Spesh, your writing touches me and makes me so happy for you and Bryce. I love to share it with my husband.. and every time I do tears of love flow down my face. I can so relate to this one because I love the fact that I too (finally) have a husband whom I kneel and pray with. Our lives are so full and so blessed. Thank you for sharing your love with us.
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