A-Z Heart and soul

"Heart and soul, I fell in love with you..."

One of my favorite pieces on the piano, it puts a smile on my face every time I hear it.
And inwardly, it screams "Awww..." to my utterly hopeless romantic side.

I get embarrassed when I play this outside of the comfort of my home.
I would wonder if people think I'm implying something.

It is however also the one song that challenges my view of ever finding someone to fall in love with.
Someday I hope to be able to play this with him. *blush*
Or in my wilder dreams, he's playing this song to court me.
On a baby grand. In a hall with no one else.
Ahahahaha!

I blame the wishful thinking on it being a duet piece.
The repetitive chord progression would be so teachable!
And when a duet like this had such romantic lyrics to go with it, you just want to put your heart out and mean it!


*gets back to reality*

A-Z Generous

"Give an inch, and they'll take a mile."

That was how Mr. Scrooge felt.
All day long in the season of Christmas.
He hated the cold.
And was mean to everyone.

Until he was visited by the Christmas Ghosts.
Repenting for his actions.
A changed man he became.
Model of compassion and generosity.

A-Z Faithful

"Here, girl. Come on now. Let's go for a walk."

She sat down patiently as he put on her leash.
She could barely see now with her old age.
But she would know his scent anywhere.
Hide and seek was a game they used to play.
And she had won every time in those days.

He held on to her leash closely.
For he knew she could no longer hear him whistle.
Her coat that was once golden now a silvery white in the sunlight.
The sun was warm but he couldn't feel the warmth.
For it was with a heavy heart they headed to the vet.

He took slower steps to accomodate her.
Reminiscing the past even as she marked trees.
He remembers when she was just a pup.
And barked at stray cats she would chase after.
But always at a whistle, she would come running back.

The scent of autumn leaves enclosed her outside.
Her tail wagged eagerly as always.
Even as her breath labored with every step she took.
But wherever he went, she'd go.
For it was all she has ever known.

She could sense he was sad.
But she didn't need to have an explanation.
All she had to do was lick away the salty tears.
And lean right into him, comforting him.
Even til the very end where she fell into her deep slumber.

A-Z Easter

The suffering until the pivotal forsaken moment.
The resurrection power; overcoming it all. 

The daily bustle of life overwhelmed me this past week leading up to Easter.
Contemplative, meditative opportunities were nowhere in sight.
And then, Friday came and I finally had this moment.
A little late, but better than never.
And I reiterated something I always seem to let slip by.

It's not about my feelings, but believing in Him through every situation. 

Easter is about believing in His story, the sacrifice for the redemption of us all.
It's about remembering His love for us, His suffering and that He rose again.

And I loved that old song we sang, such a profound reminder.

Lest I forget Thy love for me,
Lead me to Calvary.

One year and a quarter later...

It's strange to walk in and see people waving you over.
It's déjà vu to sit back after a service is over and just look at the empty stage, empty seats.

It's awkward to be whacking people again.
That moment of realization that my resolve was broken,
'Shit. I just whacked him. Oh God, forgive me. What have I just done? Ahhhhh!!!!!!!"

And then without hesitation, bossing people to get me a cup because I had to stay put at the toilet entrance...

There was no holding back when a second whacked victim was just asking for trouble, making a prank.

Yet. All that.
That's utterly so me.

Maybe I finally belong here.
I'm thankful for this journey, with these people I can now call my own.