Sad Regrets
Do you have any sad regrets?
If you’ve only lived into your teens so far, of course you’ve had sad regrets…and just about any other kind of regrets there are. Am I right? (imagine that question with a strong Greek accent) 🙂
I’ve been a singer and a musician all my life…at least for the time I can remember. Music has always…ALWAYS…played a vitally important role. As I read my way through all my old spiral notebooks, I’m discovering a musical theme woven in and through almost everything I’ve ever written. I refer to it as my friend, my respite, my hiding place, my joy, my help, and my constant companion.
Music has always been an outlet for my thoughts and ideas. It’s always been an inlet where I could safely dock my emotions and scrape off the barnacles. Music is the closest thing to God we have in this present world. Think about it…God has the exact same qualities I describe above. He’s my friend, my respite, my hiding place, my joy, my help, and my constant companion. And God gave me my brain and spirit capable of thoughts and ideas. I can always go to Him and scrape off the barnacles of this mean world.
I know anytime I have sad regrets, if I simply give them over to God in a thankful prayer, He’ll lift the burden of them off my shoulders and heart. He’s not a god of sad regrets. He’s the Living God of second chances.
In Faith, Hope, and Love,