Heaven Sounds Worship ~ Praise ~ Soaking worship music

Even as a small child I loved music.  I was gifted in instruments and the sounds of all instruments spoke to me in their own way.  The sounds of the strings, horns,  woodwind, flute, timpani drums, bells...all of them have their own sound.  I also knew somehow they all had their own message, even as a small child.   I didn't know who I was and neither did my parents.  Ever feel that way?  What was I created or born to do and be?  After traveling the long way around the desert of life I finally found my way back to Him, because He never gave up on me.  The thing about God is, NOTHING is too hard for Him.    Age is just a number and   He is the rewarder of those who earnestly and diligently seek Him [out].    Matthew 7: 7 [a]Keep on asking and it will be given you; [b] keep on seeking and you will find; [c]keep on knocking [reverently] and [the door] will be opened to you. 

Before I completely turned ALL of me over to the Lord, and trusted Him as Lord and Savior, what was I really singing about?   Someone who broke my heart...Hope for a better life.....Fun...Success???  Our words are decrees and the ones we sing God says  in Matthew 12:34  For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of.   When I was looking for that "soul" mate I would sing those songs.  When I was wanting a better "life" I would sing those songs.  When I was in rebellion I would sing those songs.  When someone broke my heart I would sing those songs.  I sang about and sung to the desires of my heart and didn't even realize it.  Now like everything else that has no lasting meaning I have put that all aside and I just am "in love" with my Lord.  We bear fruit from our hearts and this is the result of Him being the love of my life.

When I go through trials, for they will come, I use that trial as a new way to pour my heart out to the Lord in Song.   For instance, did someone abandon you?  I start singing and thank the Lord that He will never leave or forsake me.  He never abandons His own.  Did someone call you worthless?  God said He thinks of me more than all the sands of all the seashores.... and calls me beautiful.  What satan seeks to steal, kill and destroy, God means for good.  I sit down and write from the heart, I wait upon the Lord and then a melody comes.  Then I wait on the Lord as I go thru the different sounds, until I hear the right one.  I lay each track, then we finish with the live percussion, guitar, base etc., at the studio.  satan has not gone without a fight.  One time he shut down all electrics in the studio.  When I asked the Holy Spirit, He said send angels.  I barely got the words out of my mouth I felt the heavy weighty glory and bam.... everything was broken off.  I was in awe.  So was the studio.  In this way the valley of tears  (many a time I have in tears thanked and praised the Lord)  becomes my place of healing, deliverance and awestruck praise to the Lord.   I reflect on His Wondrous Works.  The Lord inhabits the praises of His people, and my heart in song to Him is a healing, cleansing, soothing balm.