Friday, April 13, 2012

Notes of Joy

I listened intently.
Sweet music sparkles upon the night air. A lone bird sings. A song of praise wafting through the darkness. I am enraptured by notes of joy in the midst of black.
Isn't that when we need to sing the most? In the midst of black? Yet, often my heart lies panting upon the floor.
The chorus continues. Calling me to join the song.
Whose song do I sing? My own song of fear and doubts?

By day the Lord directs His love, at night His song is with me-
a prayer to the God of my life. Psalm 42:8

It is His song that must reverberate. His love song must resound. Notes of prayer and praise. Notes of joy in the midst of black. This is where my heart is lifted.
As I sing, sweet music sparkles through the air.

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