Dancing

One of the many things in life that is simple and yet hard to grasp, is dancing. Dancing is a word that covers a vast sea of hobbies, or actions.
I was once a dancer. I had a brief rendezvous with dance classes. I loved it. When I was dancing, the level of perfection I could muster with every move, the rhythm that I maintained while breathing was all unreal in a heavenly way to me. Things got in the way of my lessons, and I had to stop. This broke my heart, but I still love to move in rhythm with everything around me at all times. It's a compulsion for me that I adore, but probably couldn't stop even if I would like to.

I have since discovered yet another form of dancing. This new hobby involves moving in rhythm, creating something unmistakably beautiful not only to watch, but to hear.

Although very musically inclined, and very focused on audio, I have yet to learn the art of reading music. I cannot read sheet music, and do not even truly have a desire to learn. Playing by ear, or leaning a song by watching others play it is how I play. When I learn a harder piece than before, I have no idea how I play it. I just do. It is by God's grace, and I believe it is a gift to make up for my forsaken dance classes.

When you allow a loss of something valuable to you for the sake of your growing relationship with Christ, it will be worth it, and God will bless you beyond that stronger relationship.
James 1:5 says, "If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you."
This is a tiny example of God's graciousness, His mercy, and His amazing generosity. I am nothing but thankful for everything He gives me, and my thanksgiving lasts beyond the titled holiday.


Thank you, God for your generosity. And for pianos.

Beyond Beauty

When you are weary is when your level of appreciation for the every day-the mundane will increase.

After a tiring day, to be able to just sit... to enjoy every breath of life is a beautiful thing. The noises around me are what impact me the most, and last night I heard the most beautiful thing I have ever heard.
Not to say that I had never heard this beauty before, but to have the honor of hearing it on multiple occasions truly humbles me, giving me such joy that I feel that I could simply radiate awed happiness. If you have never taken the time to realize that the noise I'm talking about is among the most beautiful sounds in life, then perhaps you should try to examine the blessings you do have a little further. I assure you that you have most definitely been privy to this melodious noise at some point in your life.

It is my opinion that the most gorgeous sound I have ever been witness to hear is that of my family's laughter.

A night of rest with my family gathered around a board game, laughing together in a unity that is indescribable, was only topped off with the breathtaking thunder outside our happy home.

Falling asleep to these sounds gives me more peace than any other earthly thing that God has so graciously blessed me with, and I rejoice with thanksgiving to God for every moment of joyous laughter that He has put into my life.