The sharps.
The flats.
The minor chords.
Great pieces of music are filled with sounds that sooth and sounds that unsettle.
Highs.
Lows.
The clashing of notes and rhythms and beats.
The mixture of many melodies and many instruments.
Crescendos to build excitement.
Diminuendos to silent the room.
It takes all of this to create a symphony.
A classic.
A piece of music that transcends time takes a lifetime to write and often carries the composer’s name……………..
Beethoven – Symphony No. 5
Tchaikovsky – Symphony No. 6 in B minor
Mozart – Symphony No. 41
Do we think our life is any less complex than a symphony?
A clashing of chords, rhythms, and beats.
Made up of many melodies.
Many instruments.
Highs.
Lows.
Crescendos.
Diminuendos.
A lifetime to write.
A conductor to lead.
We get stuck in the refrain.
The repetition of moments.
We don’t see the chord progression coming………..
the transition to something new and different and beautiful.
We can’t always know what’s in the next stanza or on the next page.
So what do we do on Monday when it feels a lot like last Monday, but we’re tired or we’re scared or we’re sad or we’re confused?
Here’s what we have to do……………………
We have to trust the composer.
We have to trust the conductor.
We have to step with the music even when what we hear hurts our ears or the melody make no sense,
because what we have to know for sure is that we’re part of something bigger than this moment.
A classic.
A symphony.
A piece of art.
And the finale will make up for any part of our song that moves us to tears.
So dance to your music today even if you can’t quite feel the rhythm.
Trust the one leading.
He’s writing a classic with your life.
Your symphony carries His name.
And never fear,
You will not be an unfinished symphony.
In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 
