~~ M u s i c ~~

I've been on the computer this morning reading email, playing games, searching Facebook, and surfing the web in general. About an hour ago, I remembered I had downloaded some new music on Wednesday and hadn't given it a good listen yet. To satisfy your curiosity--because I know I'm curious about what types of music others listen to--it's the Breaking Dawn Part 1 soundtrack and score. Yeah, I'm one of those "Twilight" people. What can I say; I'm a sucker for what is, at its heart, a beautiful love story and I will not apologize for loving this story and genre. 

Anyway, as I sat with headphones perched and nubbies stuck into my ears, I was again reminded of God's existence in so many ways. And these are not religious songs by any stretch of the imagination. So much of what I heard pierced into parts of my soul that are not otherwise reached, except by music. It's like deep inside me, and I'm sure each one of us, there are multiple intricate locks that have been placed, and music alone holds the unseen keys that fit and turn and release the tumblers to let us tap into otherwise-hidden emotions...thoughts...feelings. Even revelations. C'mon, you can fess up here--how many times have you cried unexpectedly, unable to stop the tears, over a beautiful piece of music? I just did last Sunday listening to a little girl sing at church.

And that's just the beginning.

I started to wonder about all the people who have been and are blessed with the talents to create these keys, these melodies and harmonies and juxtaposition of notes. These wonderful boys/girls/men/women existed when I was a young child, and now that I'm "older," I realized that God just keeps sending people to this earth with these amazing talents to carry the torch of constantly creating and bringing new music to our ears and hearts and souls. Just when I think I've heard the most incredible, most beautifully heartbreaking piece of composition, along comes one more to join it. Again, and again, and again. No end.

I remembered songs through the years, and even now when I hear those same songs, the feelings and emotions I experienced long ago are instantly resurrected. I remember where I was and what I was doing and what place that song had in my life. Did I love it? Hate it? Feel it was my own personal anthem for the happenings at that moment? My husband got over his shock long ago when we would hear a song on the radio and I could pin down almost instantly the artist and year of that song's popularity on the charts. I finally demystified my "talent" and explained to him the secret. We realized he has the same talent when it comes to makes, models, and years of cars. So, he was into automobiles; I was into music. Nothing's changed there.

I've been listening to this same soundtrack and score the entire time I've been composing this blog entry. All I have to say is, my emotions have run the gamut from stifling sobs to the happiest of happys and everything in between. Music does that. God speaking to us. 

So now go listen to a CD, access your online iTunes library, shove in some earbuds and flip on the iPod, or simply turn on a radio. And enjoy the gifts of God to a fellow human. Who then, ultimately, sends it out to all of us.