Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what
you do are in harmony. Mohandes Gandhi
Music
moves hearts and brings people together. I hummed and babbled before I could
form words. Heaven’s music has always resided in my soul. Thanksgiving and
praises rise to God for the food I eat, pillow to sleep on, and the unshakeable
knowledge of being loved as an amazing creation.
God gifted me with an ear for
harmony. The intricacies of maneuvering around the melody in a beautiful dance
captures hearts, bringing all who hear to the author of love. God has created a
unique song for each one of us—the soundtrack to our transformation journey
from disconnection to congruency.
Sanctification
is the process of allowing God to show us the areas of our life that need to be
confessed, grieved, changed, and healed. The goal of sanctification is to
divest ourselves of anything which keeps us from living out who God created us
to be. Only then will we be able to love the Lord our God with all our heart,
mind, soul, strength and to truly love our neighbor.
Focusing
on the wrong goal results in a larger gap between our talk and our walk. The
harder I tried on my own to match my head, heart, tongue, feet, and hands, the
more I failed. I was trying to change my behavior when God wanted to change my
heart.
A
transformative heart change comes about when we see ourselves through God’s
eyes. He sees us as beautiful, valuable, desirable—his masterpiece. Seeing
myself through this lens ignited my passion to live such qualities out in the
flesh. Instead of struggling to do, think, and say everything I thought God
expected, I was now excited to share me as God’s beautiful creation with the world.
That vision gave strength and courage to press into the sanctification process.
For me, that process has been learning how to listen and live out the tune in
my heart which fits in perfect harmony with God’s loving melody.
The Masterpiece of Life
Stumbling
fingers, like tumbling words.
Searching
for just the right note.
Eyes
on the music, hands on the keys.
Playing
melodies that someone else wrote.
Hesitant
steps, like tentative rhythms.
Unsure
of the path I should tread.
Defeated
by doubt and shackled by shame,
Simply
following the footsteps ahead.
Yet
today as I played, a tune did emerge.
It’s
melodious strain fresh and new.
Although
it was simple in comparison to most,
My
heart soared for each note rang out true.
If
able I am to pen a new song,
Is
it possible to blaze a new trail?
To
shed habits of old, what a difficult chore!
But
God’s intended creation would be unveiled.
A
musical masterpiece in a day is not written,
So
I guess neither is a new life so made.
Playing
one note at a time,
Living
each day on its own.
The
framework for my new symphony is laid.
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