Music and Tears

I grew up behind a drum set (not playing, but literally "behind" the set).  My daddy is a drummer and for as long as I can remember, I LOVED sitting behind watching him play from what I considered VIP seating.  From behind the drummer, you can really SEE everything happening.  You watch ever swing of the arm, move of the hand, and the quick grabbing of a new stick when the other went flying.

I have loved music for as long as I can remember.  There is something about the way it stirs the emotions.  Music speaks deep into your heart.  It can bring comfort and joy or it can amplify sadness and anger. 

But sometimes in the midst of my noisy life, I forget to let music bless my heart.

Living in our small trailer makes for a lot of concentrated sensory input.  We are all VERY close, all of the time.  Messes are more of hindrance, clutter is more visually frustrating, and noises are LOUDER!  Between the fan or A/C running, Josh practicing his guitar or making booking phone calls, the boys playing LEGOS and talking (or bickering), and me clanging dishes, there is always LOTS of sound.  So, when I have a choice, I do not like to add additional things to listen to.

That being said, I have consistently found worship music to be balm to a broken heart and a voice of truth when my mind is bombarded with discouragement.  So, over these past few days as I grieve the loss of my precious friend I have gone back to my tried and true solution for dealing with heartache.  

Armed with the latest worship CD downloaded on my phone, I head outside to walk and think and pray and cry.  This week, two songs in particular have provided the soundtrack to my tears. 

In her song, "Jesus Your Love", Kristene DiMarco says,
       ". . . So let my heart tell you again, when seasons change and stories end, You're steady love it will sustain me through it all.  Jesus your love! . . . There is a place that stays though storms may come.  I hear Your voice within the winds that blow.  I hear Your song, it calls to me.  Jesus your love! . . . There is a strength that rises up in me, to know that You've been here before me.  A strength beyond what I can see.  Jesus Your love! . . ."

In another song, Kristene sings these words,
" . . . Eyes on you, Lord!  Eyes on you!  Through the laughter and through the pain.  My only answer, my only truth.  Eyes on You, Lord!  Eyes on you! . . ."

Oh praise Jesus that His love IS enough.  There is not sadness that He does not see, that He has not known.  He loves us through it and cries with us in it.  Thank you, Jesus, for your love!

And thank you Jesus for music.