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?