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I heart music . . .

I always have. You can make me read something & it will totally go right over my head, but put those exact same words to music & it clicks. I'm just wired that way. It's in my genes. Both of my parents are musicians/vocalists-singing was just apart of our family. From an early age, my sister & I were in children's musical programs {I loved it, not sure if Kayla did so much?!}

When I was in high school, I had big plans. I was packing up & moving to Nashville - I was gonna be the next Shania Twain. That thought makes me laugh now. {Although sometimes I still pretend I'm on Broadway when the girls & I are singing & dancing}

While those dreams are long gone, my love of music is not. One of the things I miss most about my church back home is the music. {Notice I didn't say the most misused word ever . . worship, but that's a whole other post!} It's not the worship I miss, I literally miss the music.

The guitars. The drums. The percussions. The bass. The 'loudness' filling the room.

So, imagine my glee when in the midst of cleaning the other day, I found an old disc from my 'praise team' days! I popped that baby in the car this morning & was not prepared for the happiness that came with it. I was blissfully skipping through the songs when I came to the last one. It's true, the best is always saved for last.

This song put into words the state of my spirit these days. I had forgotten about this song.

I don't know how I had forgotten about this song?!

I can remember singing this song not long after Brock & I were married.

If only we had known what was in store for us!

But what if we had said no?

What if we hadn't "stepped into the water?"

What if we hadn't trusted that His plans really are good and true?

Listen . . . .

We've all have things in our lives that we need to say yes to.

What are people telling you can't be done?

Why are you listening to them instead of the Author of Life?

This song . . . these words . . . this is the prayer I'm praying over my family.

Will you join me?