Thursday, 22 November 2012

Meet My Guitar!

I would like to introduce to you all, my guitar! For those of you who know me well, you know my guitar is my pride possession! I recently bought it this year as an 18 birthday present to myself! Cheeky, I know!



Growing up in such a musical family, it was hard not to pick up an instrument and dream of one day playing it. My dad was a keen guitarist in his day and owns some beautiful guitars, including a beautiful old Ovation. As a young child I remember only ever being able to play dads other guitar, the "bang around guitar" and once in a blue moon, he would get down the beautiful old girl and he would explain to me the how wondrous this guitar was, and I would gaze in awe and dream of one day being able to own my own guitar that was of equal value. I picked up many instruments as a child, and grew to love only a few of those. As much as I admire the drum-kit, hands down though, my guitar reigns supreme! As I grew older, I came to understand, the value of ones guitar is not just the price tag that was on it when you bought it, but the personal value, the meaning to why you play. To me my guitar is more than just an expensive piece of wood that has a sweet melody that pours out, it is a personal gateway into a solace place that I find peace and rest in Gods special place just for Him and I to share.

I remember not long ago hearing the words to the song His Eye Is On The Sparrow, and in particular, responding to the refrain. I leave you tonight with these words, and the words to the second verse that I hold dear to my heart, that one day or if you haven't already, find that place that is for you and God, where your soul is at peace. For me it is when I am writing or playing music, but for you it could be something entirely different. Search for him and you will find him!


Verse 2:
"Let not your heart be troubled,"
His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness,
I lose my doubts and fear;
Though by the path He leads me
But one step I may see:
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

Refrain:
I sing because I'm happy, (I’m happy)
I sing because I'm free, (I’m free)
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.




Grace and Peace everyone!

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