I don't think it would come as a surprise if I said that I have faith in God. I mean - I would hope if you have been around here even just a little bit, that shines through.
I don't think it would come as a surprise if I said that I have a love of music. Worship mostly, sure - but one look at my Pandora stations, towers of Cd's, or burned collections in my car and you would find that I also love me some classic 70s/80s, some country, some jazz, top 40/pop, R&B, a little rap, and don't get me started on my love of James Taylor. (I also have learned to appreciate instrumental music - but I swoon for a good or clever lyric so...)
And when it comes to Traditions and Friendships - well, I think y'all know I love both of those things as well!
So when all of these unfold and unfurl together on a Saturday afternoon, even a drastic drop in temperature and unseasonably cooler weather can't put a chill on that warm fuzzy feeling deep inside that whispers Home and speaks of Truth!
Saturday, my Honey and I... we hit the road for a small college town just around the corner and we met up with four of our best friends to sit in a row and tap our toes and nod our heads and let our hearts and souls unwind and refresh. We do this, on this Saturday, every year, going on - well... a decade maybe. Due to the music, our conversations are limited... but we have the glory of knowing words are not really needed anyway!
Sometimes God hooks you up with people who just get you... who have sowed into you and lived life right beside you for years and years and all that is needed is the near proximity and the sound of laughter to fill you back up and remind you of just what it is you have faith in anyway!
Sometimes life is hard... and change is fast.
Sometimes the road is long... or bendy and all fogged in... or both.
Sometimes parents are sick, or kids move away.
Sometimes work is hard, or play is long (long, long) overdue.
Sometimes words are necessary and the heart space between you makes room and the words --they spill out and are heard --really listened to and considered... but sometimes... well - I have faith in the sometimes when you simply sit close to each other and none of that heaviness is addressed. Not because we ignored it, or shied away from the real life things... but because in the light of the gifts we've been given and the God whom we love... well, love sings low and hope is the trumpet and trust drums along following closely, keeping tempo as faith rises once again in harmony!
and we sing along, A Change is Gonna Come...
and we feel it and hope it and we mean it.
Oh how we mean it!
Lady A at Jazz in the Valley 2015
P.S. I'm linking up with these lovely writers:
The Community over at #SmallWonders
Karen Deschenes Courcy for #TuesdayatTen
Laura Boggess over at #ChasingTheBlueFlower
Holly Barrett for #TestimonyTuesday