I've been spending quite a few hours playing with my garage band this week.
do you think i mean this?:
|don't they look like a fun couple?|
i actually mean this:
it's a program on my iMac that is helping put together a very homemade,very rough disc for a special gift for a special someone
(who doesn't read this blog...in case you think it's YOU!).
i barely know how to use the program, but it's been pretty fun experimenting. the kids and i laughed our heads off at recording our voices and then altering them to sound like we just sucked in helium.
but the real blessing of doing this has been playing and singing worship songs over and over and over again, in an attempt to get a reasonable recording.
this time of year that's so marked with frantic rushing...
the unfortunate tendency to replay and overthink conversations...
the burden of feelings recovering from being hurt...
all of these things are pushed away,
at least for a while,
as worship overtakes my heart.
i write quite a bit about music and it's power.
i think a lot about why and how,
but mostly i'm just thankful.
i know music doesn't have the same affect on everyone,
but for me,
it expresses the things my heart doesn't even fully understand
and heals in ways i can't explain.
thank you, Jesus.
Rise up, O Lord, in all your power.
With music and singing we celebrate your mighty acts.ps 21:13
(and now back to work, or this gift will be for next Christmas!)