Light It Up

  I've said it before, I'll say it again. I wish music was visible as waves of light...or just visibles waves in general but I suppose to be visible they must be made of light. How fantastic would it be to litterally be able to see music. to be surrounded by it. to be able to dance around in it's colors. Music is so emotionally moving anyway, can you imagine how much more spectacular it would be if you could see it in colorful waves of brilliance?! It is a privilege confined to my daydreams, but what a dream it is!

The View Behind the Closed Door

  Have you ever made a plan in your mind of how you thought a situation or maybe even just life in general would go? Confession. I do. I get very focused on my plan and variations aren't always readily accepted. Not that I can't, I just am slow about switching gears. I recently had a situation that warranted the phrase "That door has closed" but it was particularly difficult to accept it. As I was fighting with God and myself about it, I got this picture in my head of myself standing with my nose an inch from the door screaming for it to be open. Have you ever stood that close to a closed door? Your view is....door. What was on the other side of the door was a great view, but it wasn't mine. All I could see was a closed door. I might be in a room full of other open doors, with even better views but I can't see those. I was too busy looking at the door, the closed door.