I believe

...that God lives between the notes of a dissident musical chord. He has never failed to show Himself within that harmonizing blend and that moment that takes you from one chord to the next. What a miracle. What a gift it would be to write the music that let's me find Him there. But thankfully, others can and have. And I cling to those songs, those chord progressions like life's air.

Maybe this is why I miss singing so much. Maybe this is where I worship. Not in the words that I sing and the meaning behind them; I've never really listened to lyrics much. But in the tones that I warble and hum. Ahhh, that is where my communion is taken and shared. And you can't sing it alone. You need more than one. Why I've always wanted to be the backup singer and not the lead. You can always be the lead without the backup, but not the other way around. I needed the other to find that deep pocket of meaning behind two, three, four notes that come together to become a prism of sound. Within, for me, the meaning of the soul. Three always sound best to me.

Who has a guitar I can borrow?

And who has a morsel of stick-to-it-tiveness to lend me? Thanks.