Sometimes I just gotta sing......

Tonight I came home and wanted to blog.... I even had my idea already of what I wished to complain, er.... write about. I came home completely prepared to vent loudly about the experience I had while getting the oldest her sports physical. I was prepared to speak loudly of my anger for being told we were 3rd in line, and then wait two and a half hours, only to be put in a room for an additional 20 minutes, and then when we were finally seen, the doctor was done in 3 whole minutes! Whew!!!! But then I went to choir practice, and as angry as I was, I could not continue my rage. The choir was singing the song "God Is Here", and though I was late arriving (due to the long doc visit) I began to sing as soon as I recognised the song. My heart rate went from pumping so hard I thought I would explode, to a calm peace. And though I ranted a little above....that was more for the humor, and how angry I was before I began to sing. Sometimes I just gotta sing....and it brings me to a comfortable, peaceful place.

Recently, I tried to go back to my small group at church. I have been taking a sabbatical from the class due to my home situations......and instead have been serving in the nursery with the infants. I decided that this was the week that I would start fresh and anew. My friends have been so very supportive of me while I have been out, and were ready to welcome me back instantly. I lasted 5 minutes before the tears began to flow of old memories, and thoughts of how it is supposed to be. Immediately I knew I ad to get out of there before the class became a small pond. I went to my car and just let all the hurt and the anger of life's trials flow freely in tear form. I sat out there until it was time for choir to meet to sing for the service, and then went to join in. It was wonderful! The songs flowed with such power, and by the end of the worship time, I was smiling from the sunshine I felt inside. Sometimes I just gotta sing....it brings me to a comfortable, peaceful place.

As I said, I spend a great bit of time serving in the nursery with the infants. A lot of times they are less than happy to be there. I just love snuggling up the ones that are so upset, and being challenged to keep them content. Lately, we have had a few visiting, or new babies. They don't know us well, and it sometimes takes a little more time for them to adjust. Many times they are screaming from a lap, or high chair, or wherever else we have put them to try and settle them. I usually start to sing. I try to pick a song that has a short verse, and can be repeated over and over ( in case they like it), and recently it has been "Jesus loves Me". I love singing for them and watching as it sometimes helps take their mind off the fact that they were left there in the nursery. It is especially nice, when they all get quiet and listen. I feel happy that it is helping, and my heart is happy i the process. Sometimes I just gotta sing....andyes, even with the crying babies, it brings me to a comfortable, peaceful place..........

Tonight's blog was supposed to be a bashing. It was supposed to express my anger for a health facility, but now that I look back...it became almost comical that we waited soooo long for a 3 minute visit...and maybe, just maybe my lesson from God was about the songs, and how I am supposed to use my voice to serve.....

Sometimes I just gotta sing....and it brings me to that comfortable, peaceful place....