Feel the Music

Feel the Music

When I left my marriage, my daughter and I moved to a little house on 40 acres of land.

It was absolute nothingness, but it had a pond with a pier standing over it. Early in the morning, I would walk to the pier with my coffee, and phone. Pulling up my playlist of Praise and Worship, I would bounce all over that pier praising Him. That was most mornings anyways. There were some mornings all I could do was stand there and whisper the words. Even though I was still praising Him, I am sure it sounded broken.

Feel the Music

Feel the Music

Thank you for joining me this evening.

I felt led to start this Feel the Music series on Monday, but became distracted and didn’t publish. So, it makes sense to share this one that has been on my heart since yesterday!

angel

Have you lost a loved one? What shape is your Angel?

I lost my Mum, but I couldn’t tell you the date. There is no anniversary of her passing in my mind. She is with me in my heart, but I think she would want to whoop my butt, if I allowed her passing to stop me from living this beautiful life. Let it out lovely.

Mama always said, “There’s more room out than there is in,” but she was talking about gas. My Mum was a piece of work! Don’t be sad because they’re gone. Be happy because they were a part of the journey! My Mum is in heaven, and she may be sad seeing the state this world is in. But while I’m on this earth, I hope she is saying, “Keep going Barbie.”

So I’ll sing Hallelujah, you were an angel in the shape of my mum
When I fell down you’d be there holding me up
Spread your wings as you go
And when God takes you back
He’ll say Hallelujah, you’re home