I love the Bible. I love my time in prayer. There are, however, times when it seems that I’m not “getting through.” If that makes sense? So, I turn to not only a hobby of mine, but a passion to rescue me from the thought of abandoning the pursuit all together. Music!
Music has been more than an outlet for me, rather a vein of communication between God and I. There are just times after you’ve had your time in the Scriptures and you’re had your time in prayer that have to sit and listen. Times of devotion should never be a monologue, but a dialogue between creation and Creator. Listen to what the Lord of Heaven and Earth would say to you. So after the Word and Praying I still feel as if not communicated in the manor I should so, I sit at the piano.
I believe there are times we forget we are emotional creatures. Beings with feelings for acceptance, love, validation etc. I truly believe that we forget that we can bring those emotions with us into our time of prayer. The psalmist did it and showed us that we can be “real” with God. Lay it all on the table in it’s raw and unfiltered state. If you’re pissed, tell Him about it. If you’re fearful, tell Him. He can handle us! The piano is my way of Just being real with Him.
From the time the first note is played to the conclusion of whatever I’m playing weather it be improvised or an actual score, it’s another level of real. There are times when I can’t stop the tears from flowing as my fingers dance across the keys, and that’s okay because it’s me being real! It’s me pulling of the mask of religious piety and being human before Him. Exposed and aware, it’s no longer a monologue or a dialogue…it’s worship! It’s adoration within the confines of a different medium from the words and antics. It’s just me and God.
So when the day is done and all my tasks are completed, I close my day the same what I opened it..with me, God, and my piano!