There is music in my soul today. I'm sitting here staring out across the diamonds on the lake, listening to the sounds coming through the open door. Somewhere, a maintenance man is using a saw. Somewhere, eagles call. The whisper of tiny waves of water kissing the shore drift up to me. The refrigerator motor hums quietly. But the music that fills me comes from the rich tones of the wind chime out on the deck. If I choose, I can block out all other sounds but that, and it thrills me. Yes, the notes are chaotic, and I never know which chime will reach my ears next, but each chime has such a beauty all its own.
I compare that to my life. Yes, there are distractions if I allow myself to be distracted. The cat wants in, then wants out, then wants in, then out, in, out.....AUGH! The phone rings, someone knocks at the door, my back hurts, my body aches, I'm cold, I'm hot...and on and on. But there are chimes of chaotic perfection as I answer God's calling and sit down and write. Yes, the thoughts that come can be confusing, and I never know which idea will approach me next, and often I don't realize what my characters are going to do next--and yet during these times of creativity, the music in my soul becomes most beautiful. I'm doing what I was made to do, and I am at peace in this time as I am at no other.
What about you? What special calling brings your soul peace, and what are the distractions that keep you from listening? Where does your own perfect music come from?
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The sound of the surf is my favorite sound on earth. Ahh, love it!
being out in the woods with my camera in my hands, listening to a hawk calling out, and watching the clouds roll by, brings me that peace. :)
being in town with all the loud manmade sounds, is distracting to me
Rocking my sweet babes. Only problem is, they're almost too old for rocking! Waaah. ;)
California landscape brings me peace. I can fly over this whole country, but when I see my beloved hills and that evergreen against the straw-colored grasses, I'm at peace. I love to be there in the hills with my headphones on, totally lost in my own world. What invades is the busy little schedules of my children and all the "to dos" on the daily lists, but I find that those moments of quiet are absolutely necessary for regeneration, so I don't feel guilty about them at all.
California landscape brings me peace. I can fly over this whole country, but when I see my beloved hills and that evergreen against the straw-colored grasses, I'm at peace. I love to be there in the hills with my headphones on, totally lost in my own world. What invades is the busy little schedules of my children and all the "to dos" on the daily lists, but I find that those moments of quiet are absolutely necessary for regeneration, so I don't feel guilty about them at all.
I love to paint, but I'm no artist. I love to write, but I am unpublished. I love to sing, but am no soloist. Writing, art, and music make me happy and peaceful, though, so I keep doing them anyway. Reading does it for me, too.
I love to teach high schoolers English literature--which I do--but that's constant hard work and anything but peaceful!
I'm a surf person, myself, having been born a mile from the ocean. I miss it living here in the Ozarks. I'm still a California girl deep down.
Singing a song that takes me to the feet of Jesus, a song that brings out the praise from the very center of my being. Singing in a church is wonderful, but I find singing all by myself, no one else home, and just singing for the sheer joy of it is what I love most.
I also love to sit outside and hear the birds chirp and the wind softly blow while I wait on my little dogs to finish what they are supposed to be doing! Today the sun was warm and I can almost forget there are more cold days ahead.
I sing a lot, too, during the day. It lifts my spirits when I'm down. I have a cat who likes to sing with me--she's the same one who wants in then out then in again.
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