From the heart #1

What is your favorite way to unwind? for me its music and just recently writing. Music has a way of taking me to a different place. I practically listen to all genres. Seems impossible however that's true for me. Music is not just in the lyrics, it is in the single most simple beat ever produced. It can be the chirping of the birds, crashing of leaves, falling of keys or even the flow of water. Music is all around.

When God created the earth, He made sure everything in it existed in perfect harmony. He created a perfect tune. the rise and fall of crescendo was to perfection. Nothing was offbeat. We have however destroyed His music. Creating chaos from all around. What happened is we took the music and changed it to noise. shouting and screams. Deafening sounds that make less sense each passing day.

David in Psalms created music for God. He continuously prayed for God to put a new song in his lips. Songs of praise and worship. Songs of exaltation and adoration. How many of us pray for new songs, new sounds, new beats or even new chords? Are we brave enough?

when you think of God's dong, what is it?Music created by God is all we see around us. The peace we have yet we turned it to war. The joy we are to share but chose to make others weep instead. The love we were shown but have chosen to hate instead. God's music we have made into something undefinable. In genesis 1 and 2, the bible talks about God creating the earth. He created everything first then finally came to man. Were to play his music and continue the harmony we found. However our pride has gotten the best of us. We have become negative yet we are all the same.

my prayer is that God make as sing again in unison

MUSIC FROM ABOVE
A note,
Perhaps a chord,
Maybe it was a beat,
Jumbled up to make a sound
Sounds that drive the world into confusion
Holding onto nothing important
Thrown to the wolves, devoured by our own
Music we hear
Neither adagio nor accessible
Loud chaotic sounds
Noise filling the atmosphere
Driving us into stampedes
Running away from ourselves
But no distance is further away
Calmness replaced with calamity
Where is our gain?

You created perfect beings
Perfection at its best
Developed the music to make a chorale
A chant that could be heard everywhere
Not a beat missed
We were the perfect duet
God our maestro
Creating the best dynamics
The rise and fall of crescendos
Harmony exhibited
That calls for an encore
But now,
We are a figment of what we once were
Noise we have become
Preforming impromptu improves
Building up into a dirge
Yes, a dirge, our souls dead
Our hearts weeping for them
Our plights we say,
Nothing left to see or hear
Yet we brought it to ourselves
Creating our own music
Nothing you arranged
Falling short of your symphony
Composing as we go by
Playing what is at hand and in mind
If only we could start over
Our predicaments would be over
Making music with great melody
With amazing accompaniment
Perfect,
Full of growth and wisdom

Starting back at one
A note,
A chord
Perhaps a beat,
The perfect chorus, composed in Heaven

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