Monday, September 24, 2007

Dear God,

I want to fill my home with music. I want to sing. So I decided to throw myself a birthday party on Sunday, September 30 at 1:30 p.m. No presents. Just presence. I want my own chili soup, sweet pickles, crackers and butter, spoony fudge. I want to pack the house with people, family and friends. I want to fill my home with music.

Leslie, Allen, Rene, and I will sing. And Rene is putting together a great songbook. I think he is calling it a Song or Music Festival. I think he is bringing mikes, speakers, and technical stuff. And we're going to sing your songs.

The music has come from heaven. How do I know it? Seven songs are my Holy Week, 2007 prayers that Rene put to music. Thirteen or fourteen songs are from my Leslie's repertoire. She composed words and music together. And they are beautiful, all of them. And Rene he's written all kinds of songs. Allen, well, Allen's been singing and picking the guitar for a long time. Rene's no stranger to guitar either. The songs have all come from the same source.

There's something about music that can sway my mood most any time. Somehow I give in to it, allowing it to take me along for the ride. I can journey almost anywhere.

For weeks Leslie and Rene have been singing in the Upper Room (great place, don't you think, Lord?) A couple times I have joined Rene or Rene and Leslie and even the three of them. And every time I feel such blessing entering my soul. I love it. So I want to fill my home with music.

I can't tell you how grateful I am for the music that has come to us. And the most wonderful part of all is that we know you have had a hand in providing it...words, tunes, chords. We are so blessed, humbled by the trust you have placed in us. The source is also the source of faith.

A blank sheet
of paper
becomes a sheet
of music,
staffs,
treble clefs,
high notes
and low
come together,
band together
to make a song.
And your voice
can be heard.
Speaking, singing, playing,
your music
comes to life.
Heavenly music
to fill my home
on Sunday.
Blessing and joy!

Love, Andrea