i love music- i always have. i sang my first song at the age of 13 months... so it was more like a hummed/grunted "twinkle, twinkle" or "abcd" in very broke segments... i was on my mom's shoulders at disneyland... "the happiest place on earth." i guess that was an appropriate place to sing my first song, seeing as how my early years were spent watching disney princesses and learning to imitate their voices as i sang of their woes and joys... i have grown to appreciate different types of music and the expressive power music has over us... beyond a disney princess falling in love... beyond a star twinkling in the distance...
music is such a large part of me... i need to be near it... all the time! thus, the speakers have made their way into the bathroom of the apartment~
while i was brushing my teeth a day or so ago, i had this thought... (this may seem like a blonde comment, but i will make it anyway) music serves as the soundtrack to our lives... *you can laugh- it is music; our lives our movies; great movies have great soundtracks... and that is just the way the cookie crumbles* but i ran with that- the whole day. what are the implications that our lives have a soundtrack? does the soundtrack have volumes for different decades? is there a title song on the soundtrack of my life? if i had to decide which songs were on my soundtrack... limited to a typical soundtrack song count... which songs would i pick? *good thing, i wasn't in class most of this day... huh? :)* i mean, the questions were never-ending and often overwhelming...
all because one song struck me as i brushed my teeth one thursday morning... one song. what song? mark schultz's "i am." which has nothing at all to do with songs or soundtracks or anything to do with the tangent thought cascade... the beauty of being a female and running away with things, eh? no, this is how it happened~
the song was on mental repeat most of the day. the more i thought about it and replayed certain lines, the more existential my thought process became. (existential is a strong psychological term... deep thinking, purpose seeking) particularly the end of the song: "yes, I Am Almighty God your Father/ the risen Son of Man/ the Healer of the broken/ and when you cry I Am/ your Savior and Redeemer/ who bore the sins of man/ the Author and Perfecter/ Beginning and the End/ I Am."
and the last "I Am" sparked some thoughts from louie giglio's i am not but i know I AM *phenomenal, a must read... strike that, must have* how it is God's story, not mine... and then i wondered if my music choices reflected that it was God's story... if my soundtrack from life lined up with His... "ponder"(in a high and mighty voice) "God's music is all hymns, modern praise, and contemporary christian music- except michael english because he is a horrible icon for christian music." NO, goodness no. i listen to a lot more than christian music... not knocking christian music *i own quite a bit myself and listen to even more* but i think God uses a variety of genres to speak to a variety of people. He can be found in most any musical genre...
i am going to be compiling a list of the songs of my soundtrack... limiting myself to 18. *hold me accountable* i will try to release a song everyday... and explain why each song is included in my soundtrack... and how it lines up with my role in God's story...
(from the title... do you know that song? takes you back, doesn't it? "sing/ sing a song/ sing out loud/ sing out strong/ sing of good times, not bad/ sing of happy, not sad... sing/ sing a song/ make it simple/ to last your whole life long... don't worry if it's not good enough/ for anyone else to hear/ just sing/ sing a song... la lah lah lalah lah/ la lah lah lalah lah/ la lah lah lalalah lah" makes you smile)
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