“Love is the soul’s drug; music is the soul’s remedy.”

I actually enjoy that some of the best quotes remain anonymous. Those types of quotes may not have been said by some great man in some great speech but yet they still resound with the same truth and impact. I find it quite beautiful actually, as though these little snippets of human wisdom and enlightenment came from every day people just sharing and expressing truth to one another. One friend shared an idea with another, it stirred their soul and they shared the wisdom with another. It continues to trickle forth from there- no one man taking credit for this wisdom yet encouraging and enlightening others.

Love is the soul’s drug. I can agree with that; I think of the times when I wore a younger man’s clothes (yes, I know I’m only 22 but you will soon discover that throughout my writings I insert lyrical quotations. I won’t point all of them out to you. Consider this a freebie; everybody gets one). Anyway, we all know that love makes us do crazy things; the “high” is like none other. But I love the second part of that quotation: “music is the soul’s remedy”. Music in and of itself is a perplexing realm of beauty & truth. Music is the universal language; it conveys thoughts, ideas, and emotions where language barriers fail to do. It unites mankind. Music is the soul’s remedy for when our souls are troubled. We find comfort in listening to a song that sooths our hearts and minds.

It has been just over a month since my father suffered his heart attack which eventually led to his death. The last month has seemed surreal and my mind continues to sift through thoughts and images over that time. I tell each and every one of you that the prayers you offered out of love for a fellow brother in Christ was of great comfort to my wounded heart. And I ask that you would continue to pray for my family, that we would continue to trust in Him and find our comfort in His arms. There was a day after the funeral in which I was cleaning my room, headphones on and heart aching. I sat in my room on the floor, crying. I miss him, his smile, his laughter, the warmth of his love. I was listening to all sorts of worship music. And at that time of heartache and sorrow God used music to bring some healing to my soul. The David Crowder Band delivered healing through “Oh The Glory Of It All”. The line in the song “after all falls apart, He repairs” spoke to me of God’s love and how He is in control. While listening to “Grace” by Phil Wickham, my soul was crying out grateful for the grace that God has given to us, praying that His grace would continue to abound, in my life, my family, and those I love. I know the same grace that I live by is the grace that saved my father’s soul, the grace that has put him in the presence of our Savior and our God. The last song that turned my tears of sorrow into tears of joy was Chris Tomlin’s song “Glory in the Highest”. As the music swelled and the line “glory in the highest” continued to ring out, a smile was upon my face as God blessed me with the image of my dad in heaven. He is singing and dancing with great joy, rejoicing, for he is in the presence of the King. And I hear his voice, telling me to be sad and troubled no more for he has seen the risen Lord and He has told him that we are in His hands.

John 16:33

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”