Anyone that knows me, knows my love of music. I am a firm believer in the fact that music can capture a moment, a feeling, an emotion, and can bring that memory up days, weeks, months, in some cases even years later. There are songs that if I heard it today it would take me back in time to the moment that song took meaning.
One of these songs takes me back to the 80’s and probably always will. “That’s my job” by Conway Twitty. It takes me back to sitting on Poppy’s lap, driving his old truck down the dirt road and him singing that song to me. For years I had an almost impossible time listening to that song, it always brought back the pain I felt from losing him when I was only eight. Now I listen to that song and smile.
I do have a problem with music though. This is a problem that I have so much trouble dealing with. My problem with music is that I have zero musical ability. I have rhythm, and can’t play the drums. I know the chords and finger placement, but I can’t play guitar. I know all of the lyrics, but lack the voice needed to make a joyful noise. My uncle was an amazing guitar player so people have always asked if I could play, to which I have to respond “the only thing I can play is the radio”.
One thing my Mama has always told me was that I was good enough. Jeff has told me that no matter how broken I am, no matter how useless I feel God can still use me. With these things in mind I am coming to terms with my musical inability. I don’t have to be talented musically to use my voice to shout God’s praise.
Psalm 95:1 Come let us sing to the Lord! Let us shout joyfully to the Rock of our salvation. I have read that scripture so many times. It tells us to sing to the Lord, to shout joyfully, it doesn’t say anything about pitch or key, or even whether you stay on beat.
God gave each of us gifts, some of us are great talkers, some people are amazing writers, some people are given strength of spirit and body that I could only wish for, and some people are given the gift of music. What I’m telling you today is your voice doesn’t have to be perfect for God to love it. When you’re singing the Lord’s praises…….Just. Sing.
I love y’all.
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