my reminder...

I was just thinking yesterday that I should write a post about needing a new brain.  My mind is shot, and I can't blame it on "Mom Brain."  Last night when the Hubbs called on his way home from work, he asked if I needed anything.  My answer, "could you stop somewhere and pick me up a new brain."  He played right along and said "sure, I think CVS has them on sale this week!"  Even my husband knows I've lost it. 

But thats not exactly what I'm talking about here.  Sure I need reminders all the time just to get through each day.  Shoot, if we didn't need reminders, the guy who invented Post-it notes would be out of business.   But the reminder I'm talking about is for my heart.  I'm blessed to have grown up in a Christian home and to have become a Christian at a young age, but that doesn't mean I don't need reminding of God's love, grace and mercy on a daily basis.  Some days are easier than others.  Some days, I get a quiet time.  Some days, I don't.  Which is of course is unfortunate as I am a totally different and better person if I have one.  (Quiet time = time alone with God, reading bible, praying) 

When the Hubbs and I met, I was quite active in our church and the college church that we had started.  I sang in the band @ H2o and even did the children's worship with two of my great friends.  Then Hubbs and I got married... wonderful day...  but it changed things.  For two years after that we floated around different states and different churches and I wasn't singing.  Yes, I sing to the radio and make up stupid songs in my head, but it definitely isn't the same as being in a band. 

Then we settled in PA and found an amazing church.  I waited... and waited...but didn't feel it was the right time to jump back in.  Then after the birth of my daughter, I casually started inquiring about the "how tos" of the band.  I started singing with them shortly after and have loved every second.  But, I'll admit, there was/is a bit of disappointment in having to start all over again.  I have to get them to trust me, to show them what I can do and even to have the opportunity to show them what I can do and am comfortable with.  And as I searched the Bible one "low" day, I came across a verse, Ephesians 5:18-19:

¹⁸ "Do not get drunk on wine, which leads to debauchery.

Instead, be filled with the Spirit, ¹⁹ speaking to one another with

 psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit.

Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord,..."

So what did I do with this?  I got a tattoo!  LOL.... okay so thats not really how it all worked, but it was my inspiration.  I had been wanting another tattoo, one on my wrist.  (Yes, I have 3 now.... and most people would be shocked to know this, if they saw me)  Hubbs thought I was crazy, but after I showed him the design, he changed his mind.  Whether he understood where I was coming from or even knew what it meant to me, I don't know.  But everytime I catch a glimpse of my wrist, I am reminded... even when I can't sing in a band or be on stage I can always, and should always, "sing and make music in your heart to the Lord."  For it is to the Lord that I sing, and how I am able to sing.  And I haven't forgotten how lucky I am to have this opportunity... and I won't! 

Wanna see my newest ink?

my musical heart... treble clef & bass clef