Music of Ages.

Listened to a piano playing and this came to my mind. He is the creator of music and without him there is no music, no words, and no inspiration.

Music of ages play for me. Music of ages burn in me, sing a melody for me. Sing in me giving me the rhyme, the lyric to say. To speak new life into this place. A major chord to bring them in and a minor chord to awe them with. Give to me your song, your voice and pattern. When they hear my melody may your chorus ring through loud and clear. Music of ages play for me.

"He must become greater and greater, and I must become less and less." -John 3:30

Jealousy

For some reason the beginning lyrics to "How He Loves" was really choking me up tonight. So I decided to write down what I felt. Not coming up with much of anything I finally felt like I heard this in the ear of my heart.

I'm not jealous of you to ruin your fun or to hurt you. My desire is to protect you, my child and my bride. To regain what was lost along Eden's banks; to be intimate with you is what I desire of you. So jealous is what I shall be. Jealous beyond the grave.

"The Lord your God is a devouring fire; he is a jealous God." -Deuteronomy 4:24