Gigging again.

How Sweet The Sound, a reflection.


My favourite kind of chocolate wrapped in a map of the Ryde area. Never have I received such an originally wrapped thank you present. Thank you Nancy. :)

Thank you Jesus.

He put on my heart the need to pray before a gig. I covered anything and everything in prayer - my health, the food I ate before going on stage, my worry about my classical guitar not being heard as I'd never performed with it before, Ellie getting on the right train to Ryde from work, sound levels, anxiety about homeward bounds....

I am so, incredibly, inexplicably, blessed.

As a musician, your purpose is to play your instrument skillfully. I am a musician for the glory of my Father in Heaven. Purpose for Him:
Create a worshipful, spiritually conducive experience with your instrument.

And after every gig I've done, a blog calls to be written. Making music changes you. It makes you sensitive to certain sounds. Producing them in the way God has called me to pulls me out of melancholic self-indulgent bedroom angst. I cry with others now.

The songful voice rises. It travels emotionally. It is a language less spoken, a language that sounds different from each, uniquely made, God-designed individual.

Praise you Lord. For permitting me to use this gift and enjoy it.

May it be a platform for others to seek you, find you, know you.

Amen.