grace {illustrated}

  

A big part of my life is the listening to music.

My beloved, loves music.

So do I.

There is music in our home most of the day.

Most of the night.

We have no television.

A big screen, yes.

TV, no.

Last night was like any other.

I hear the crackling of cellophane.

{the opening}

There’s the whiff of rubbing alcohol.

{the cleansing}

Then, the motion amidst the audio equipment.

{the playing}

From the first note.

The first echo resounding from the psalmist.

My

soul

was

still

.

My

soul

was

totally

entranced

in

the

ONENESS

of

all

.

I was moved.

to

tears

.

It is rare that a song can touch your spirit as this did mine.

Each note

played

&

sung

brought

the

who

&

why

of

me

alive

.

I am grateful.

My soul is still.

***

Still your soul.

Listen

now

.