The shingles are cold beneath her, and steady her clumsy steps.
The earth so still sends winter chills after the old sun sets.
She's told the roof is dangerous for such a little girl,
but the stars seem so much closer from this place above her world.
Behind the shadows of the woods she hears the owl's tune
She knew she should go back inside, but it was much too soon.
"Will I ever get to sleep?" she couldn't help but stop and think,
It had been years since she closed her eyes for more than a blink.
A long day past adds so much weight to those tired little eyes,
but the sparkling silver moon makes her lose all track of time.
The trees swayed back and forth as if they kept a beat,
and the dancing constellations sang the little girl to sleep.
Every night her father came into her room to say,
"Now close your eyes, and don't you peek, daddy's gonna pray."
He'd thank God for the lovely day that they had the chance to see,
And he would pray for a good night's rest, though he knew it wouldn't be.
But this night when he opened up her door and looked inside,
His little girl was not in bed, but it appeared she was outside.
The window had been opened so he creeped up knowing why,
His precious daughter always opened it for lullabies.
There he found her on the roof, she was quiet as a mouse.
Once again he saw the beauty that she saw from the top of the house.
His firm grasp quickly warmed her up as he brought her to her room,
He laid her gently in her bed and looked out at the moon.
"Thank you for that lullaby" he said with a warm smile.
"It seems you're the melody God sent to free my sleepless child."
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Jenarity.
Everybody has a dream at some point in time. Between the ages of two and ten I dreamed of someday being a ballerina, a firewoman, a et, or a tooth fairy. Once I reached the age of eleven my dream shifted to wanting to be on Disney Channel someday. Just like the Disney Channel characters I admired most, I could make my world debut and within weeks I'd be a famous actress and musician. That dream lasted for about a year, until I realized that there was so much more to life than living for myself.
Around the age of twelve, I learned that dreams do not always become a reality. Even though I had the scene set, the curtain fell before I even got the chance to step on the stage. It was experiences like this that helped me learn that the "plans" that I had made were just failed attempts to control something that was never mine to control.
I learned that God was sovereign over every situation in my life and therefore, only He could be the director of my play. I was taught that the only dreams worth having are dreams that line up with the perfect will of God, because that is the only thing that will never fall short or disappoint.
I started writing songs around the age of six. Even though I no longer dreamt of being a character on Disney channel, something inside me could not erase the strong sense of peace and contentment I had when I played music. Through the years I always prayed that God would take away my desire for music if it was not the dream that I needed to have. Over the years the desire in my heart has only increased.
Recently, God has blessed me so much with the opportunity to put my musical desires to use by allowing me to record music with one of my best friends. We call ourselves "Jenarity". It is a combination of our names, Jenna and CHarity. Both of us know that we want to use the music that we make for God, because our music is from Him, and pretending that it is ours would be an incredible waste.
I could say that this is a dream come true, but at the end of the day I know it would be better titled an answer to prayer, a gift from God, and a blessing that I will never deserve. Praise God!
Around the age of twelve, I learned that dreams do not always become a reality. Even though I had the scene set, the curtain fell before I even got the chance to step on the stage. It was experiences like this that helped me learn that the "plans" that I had made were just failed attempts to control something that was never mine to control.
I learned that God was sovereign over every situation in my life and therefore, only He could be the director of my play. I was taught that the only dreams worth having are dreams that line up with the perfect will of God, because that is the only thing that will never fall short or disappoint.
I started writing songs around the age of six. Even though I no longer dreamt of being a character on Disney channel, something inside me could not erase the strong sense of peace and contentment I had when I played music. Through the years I always prayed that God would take away my desire for music if it was not the dream that I needed to have. Over the years the desire in my heart has only increased.
Recently, God has blessed me so much with the opportunity to put my musical desires to use by allowing me to record music with one of my best friends. We call ourselves "Jenarity". It is a combination of our names, Jenna and CHarity. Both of us know that we want to use the music that we make for God, because our music is from Him, and pretending that it is ours would be an incredible waste.
I could say that this is a dream come true, but at the end of the day I know it would be better titled an answer to prayer, a gift from God, and a blessing that I will never deserve. Praise God!
Psalm 16
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