the mystery of togetherness

There is a line from a play I really enjoy: "You never know what couples are like when they're alone."

This is what I feel like with God and me. I attempt to report as accurately as I can what goes on between us - as a testimony. But there are also many happenings that are meant only for us. I'm starting to enjoy such an idea instead of being frustrated when someone may not get what I am trying to communicate. Here's a thought: if I were married would I really care if the reports of love were received and comprehended well? I'm sure I would care a bit, but not to the point of the comprehension outweighing the enjoyment of the relationship itself. All that said, it is good to praise and to testify. So...

the kind word driving home this morning: 

you are not his, but you are Mine.

Hallelujah, i am His.

a song for me

yes, this night has been exceptionally enjoyable. before going to charles' recital at USC, dave and i managed to gain access to one of the rooms in PED...perfect for putting to use our tap shoes that have been buried in the closet for the last five years. we succeeded in making a lot of disorderly noise and not caring one bit. i remember being in those rooms - dancing, acting, playing - for hours.

charles jones is incredible. as i listened to him sing, i kept looking upward, winking at God, silently whispering "what a marvelous creation! if he is able to do this in a broken world, what will he be like, what will this be like in a world made new?" 

i love the moments when anxieties are put in their place and overwhelmed by truth and glory. great music brings this about effortlessly for the listener and i am thankful. i have not learned to make music, but i receive it whenever i can, with the eagerness of a child, surrendering to it as a lover does to her beloved; it nourishes my life.