Lord, what would you
make of this soul other than what you designed it be? Crashes of symbols,
twiddlings of flutes, rich notes pulled from the strings of violins, rhythmic
cadences of drums, tinkering piano keys…all a mess but a symphony no less and
You the Great Composer of this piece…entitled “Beloved.” You command me to move with a graceful flick
of Your baton and I play myself for You.
May this song rise up to You and please You. That I could delight my Creator, I would
fulfill my purpose ♥
