Music is beautiful...and more thrilling and glorious than we could ever fully realize. It is so God inspired...God breathed... nothing or no one else could create something so incredibly magical. I believe that music itself speaks for us when there are no words...and when words are needed, it somehow knows...and brings the lyrics to our lips.
Music is inspring. It can be gentle...yet rough. Soft...and then loud. A whisper...then a scream. It can be anything...anything you want to hear... It is imagination itself. Without it...our spirits would find no reason to soar. If there was no music, we would live...but we would not be...alive.
Music is the very rhythm of my heart.
An August Rush video... watch it. You'll see why I wrote this.
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This is why you are mine!
ReplyDeleteA random thought I had today was that whereas literature, movies, and visual art can be done well in the name of ungodliness, it is very difficult to write music well for the wrong purposes. Well-written music is almost automatically edifying.