ReLearning to Love Music

So much for blogging yesterday! 

As soon as I got my blog post up on Wednesday, everything got hectic. Between a death in the family to my brother’s first choir concert.. It has been a busy couple of days.

Last night I got to snap this picture:

  
I snapped it just before it darkened. I started a new book about handling change (Hope to do a review once I am finished!) and I realized just how much I really don’t handle change very well. I like change when I am in control of it, I don’t like being forced into it. How can accept change in my life and actually see it as a blessing or to learn to trust God more? I am looking forward to being challenged.

|Speaking of Change|

I have found that as I have changed, so has my worship. When I got saved and worshiped as a believer for the first time after I said ” I Do” to God and divorced my old ways, it was such a beautiful moment. Music and writing always made me feel closer to God. I loved writing lyrics and worshipping. 

Then I met a boy.

He loved music as much as I did and I thought we would get married and make music together till the day we died. However, very quickly that part me died when I didn’t feel good enough, when the music we wrote seemed to glorify a past I longed to forget. When he made me feel like I would never be anything without him. I lost a part of me and my love of music died with it.

Fast forward to the present.

I am married and have learned the difference between the lies I believed and the truth. I never faced the other part. The part that was keeping me from worship indepth.

The first time I felt prompted about my love of worship was at a Hillsong Worship Concert. There I felt God just take my heart and start to mold it. Then I attended the Dare To Be conference and felt the continued molding.

Then I enrolled in WorshipU online. I wasn’t sure what God was going to do with my heart this time but I quickly found out. 

He wanted me to fall in love with music again. Not just music but reconnect with Him in song, a language that was ours. 

As I have found my love of music again, my worship is richer. My heart is open and I see the beauty in creation again. 

~Brandy