Choosing My Crew

I woke up thinking about lifeboats and a canary in a coal mine. So I decided to write a song. It might sound like an odd combination, but it conveys what is in my heart . . . warning before the storm and who can truly sense what’s happening.

Sometimes the signal is small, easy to dismiss. Just a fragile life down low, a little bird in the coal mine, there to warn of unseen danger. If you’re paying attention, you begin to notice who can sense what others miss.

This song isn’t about convincing anyone or winning a crowd. I truly want everyone to get what they want.

As for me, I’m choosing the crew I want to weather the coming storms with: the ones who discern, who stand steady, whose hearts hold the line. When the storm is upon us, I'll be on a ship with a crew I can trust with my life.

So I’ll leave you with the same question I’ve been asking myself . . . Who can you trust to weather the storm with you?

Sign Your Name

This song is dedicated to Anonymous.

You’re bold. You’re opinionated. You’ve got a lot to say, and I’d love to know who I’m talking to.

“Sign Your Name” was inspired by a comment posted by Anonymous on a public platform. Say what you want. I’m not here to tone police. You just get to sign your name. Own it.

I wouldn’t call myself an R&B fan, but this groove felt right for the message. It takes me back to high school, when this sound was everywhere. There’s something about moonwalking across a stage without apology that creates the perfect atmosphere for a song like this.

If it’s worth saying, it’s worth signing. We’re not looking for perfection. We’re looking for real conversation, the kind that happens when people show up as themselves.We want to know who’s in the room. No masks required. 😉

Holy, Holy, Holy

At the beginning of October, I was given a gift and powerful tool of light.  I was talking to a close friend about how I can experience God on a deeper level.  She shared a scripture with me. 

“Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.” Psalms 100:4

I desire entrance into His Gates and the privilege of standing in His Courts. 

My friend told me to raise my arms up to heaven and sing to God.  She said to start with a familiar tune, but when different words start coming to mind, I am to sing the words I am given.  My heart took courage, “I can do this. Even though my religious upbringing is a little stiff, I can learn to praise my God.”

This last month has been wonderful.  I have discovered that darkness flees when I lift my voice to heaven.  I have been blessed as simple words and tunes have been given to me.

In the past, I’ve struggled focusing during my prayers.  Either I am so sleepy I can’t keep my eyes open, or my mind is racing in many directions at the same time.  I have found that when I sing my prayers, I am able to focus on the Lord.  My body is moving, my voice is singing, my heart is feeling, and my mind usually stays focused. 

I sing what is in my heart as the Lord helps me work through my thoughts, emotions, feelings, and desires.  I love the way I feel when I sing my prayers. There are joyous songs and solemn songs. Some of the songs help me work through feelings, and others embody the desires of my heart.

I dedicate all of these songs to God, for he has given them to me. 

 

 

There is much scriptural symbolism associated with the number three. “Holy, Holy, Holy” is repeated three times. There are three pictures of the sun using the golden colors of the Divine Father.  In the first picture the darkness is on top. The darkness is on the bottom in the second picture.  In the last picture, the rising sun (male) is between two mountain pillars (female). The male and female come together to create a beautiful representation of our God. 

Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is my God

Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is my God

He created the mountains

He’s in the wind

I can feel His Spirit burn within

Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is my God

Holy, Holy – descant