The healing power of music

I love the internet.

So many things you can find, at just the click of a button.  Here a jingle?  Ask Google.  Want to know the name of the song at the end of the Friends Finale?  Chrome'll tell you.

Music is just so - powerful?  There's alot of things that soothe an aching soul.  But music, it's such a great salve.

And there's so much out there.  I believe one of God's greatest gifts to us is music.  And the variety.  Of course, there's some crap out there, but there is also so much good.  And so many different types.  Seems that He brings the songs along I need to hear.

It's been a rough few days.  Wife was in the hospital, a seemingly innocent comment cut through my marrow to the bone.  That and running a million dollar business can take it's toll. Lately, it has been.

And if you don't take the time to recharge, you'll find yourself burning out real quick.

I love this blog.  I love the ability to write, to express, to share.  Life gets in the way, and I might not always make the time to write like I should, but I'll never stop completely

So much beauty in life if we just take a moment to see it.

Take a moment and enjoy this one

Loop it.  It's so much fun.

Spent alot of time in prayer these last few days.  It's been rough.

Sometimes it's hard to "be still."

Yet I'm reminded that we are all spiritual beings.  We bear the capacity to feel, to love, to care, share and comfort one another.

 Life is hard enough.  Choose to love one another.

So sit back, grab your favorite glass of whatever that may be.

And relax.

Thank God for the moment.  Breath deeply, and soak it in.

Forgot about tomorrow's troubles. They'll be here soon enough.

Rather, be thankful for the grace that got you thru today.

And let the healing begin.

Cheers.

P.S.  Here's another one of my favorites.   Called Willoughby by Over the Rhine.

And I keep coming back

About a year or so ago, I logged into Blogger.  As I looked at my blog, I noticed there was a button up top which said "Next Blog."  So I clicked it.  And clicked again.  And again.

I can't remember how long I surfed through the various blogs - quite possibly an hour or so.  And there was something that really stuck out.

So many of the "most recent" blog posts were old.  Some were only a few months, but most were several years old.

Which made me wonder - why do people stop blogging?  Is it that they become disheartened that no on "hears them."  Do they feel as if their message has fallen on deaf ears, or that no one cares?

I understand that feeling.  That's why sometime ago I chose to write for me, and not for the masses.  Of course, if can impact someone's life, well, even better.  But my writing, though shared with the world wide web, is for me.  An outlet, a release to share what's on my heart and in my mind.

A place to practice, to string together words.  To think, type, think, analyze, read, edit, delete.

And publish . . .

Life has been great these last eight months.

I've gotten a new job.  I thought the old one was my dream job.  Sadly, it wasn't.  It was nothing I'd thought it would be.

A failure?  Probably.

Another fork in the road, that showed me what I wanted really wasn't what I wanted?  Absolutely.
Aren't we humans fickle creatures?

Any regrets?  Hell no.

And now, I work longer hours.  And am surrounded by great people.

I am challenged, motivated, and more tired on a grander scale.  But it's still a place of employ, like it's predecessors, and only part of my complete life.

And even more importantly, we own a home.

So much sooner than we'd ever hoped for.  So much joy and happiness than I could have ever imagined.

So. much. love.

I'm counting the hours, minutes, until they're home.

Tick, Tock. Tick Tock.