Flight of The Gypsy Bird

Had a "lightbulb" moment Sunday morning. You know, the 'Holy Crap! I never even THOUGHT about THAT!' moment. Yeah. Pretty much wrecked me. SO! I thought I would share it with all my peeps...eventually. HA! Lemme JUST say, before I get started that this whole Rock Mom life I lead is ridiculous sometimes. Between being a Daughter, a wife, a mom, a vocalist, a guitarist, a keyboardist, and a songwriter, and all the practices and coordinating that goes along with that...there's not much time for a blog, so I apologize if I dont post as often as some would like....as much as I would like. I mean, I know my ramblings are IMMENSELY important to ALL of you...hahahaha. Ahem... ANYWHO! We were on the way to our 'House' and we were flipping stations TRYING to find some decent Christian music...and by decent I dont mean to imply that its indecent or that I think it is... Those of you who know me, know that I'm kind of a worship snob. If it do...

Hahahaha...I just pulled up my home page and that picture of that pissed off baby was staring at me... Ok. Sorry! Serious face on now. So I've been thinking....scary, I know. What started as 'picking' one Friday night on the way to the Prayer Room is now at the forefront of my thoughts... And has been for a while now. I've been mulling it over in my mind...turning it around...really putting some time into deciding how I feel about it and talking to Him about it some, trying to figure out how to get it out and be clear with it....thus the LONNNNNNG time since my last post. I'm going to try to do my best to get it all out in a way that makes perfect sense...which with me, is sketchy at times, lol. Here Goes! We (Shane and Kristan and I) were joking about an older worship song that deals with the heart of worship... (singing in epic early 2000's contemp worship voice) "When the music fades....and all is STRIPPED away..and I simply cooo...

Must. Have. Metalllllllllll. AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! So....Daddy has been working on me about letting people into my life...thus the blog. But I have this habit of letting ppl into what's going on in our lives, but not letting them in to MY life. SO! I'm going to let you all in on "me"....well, kinda....hey, it's a process, ok?  I'm letting you in on something I've been dealing with...may not be big to any of you out there, but to me? This is hugonic. Annnnnd here it is: I love music. I love metal. I love classical. I love jazz. I love gospel. I love reggae. I love blues. I love punk rock. I love ska. I love hardcore. I love contemporary chrisitan....get the picture? I love music...all of it. And I'm gifted in most of it....and it wouldnt take much study for me to be gifted in all. For a while, I've been craving a little more than what I'm operating in and it's been really difficult.   ...

Ever noticed how a gardenia flower smells so sweet that you can't help but inhale deeply as you walk by?  And it's completely unmistakeable. You KNOW when you walk by that it's definitely a gardenia blossom that you are smelling. But did you know that that unmistakable aroma gets even more potent as the flower begins to wilt? I thought about all this as I walked past a bouquet of gardenias that I had brought in yesterday after I had unceremoniously snapped them from the unsuspecting bush outside my front door. I LOVE a gardenia. And yesterday, to really smell them, I had to be no more than a foot away from them. Today...they are wilting a bit and I walked past them about 4 feet away from the vase and caught a whiff of their pungent sweetness on the way past. Got me to thinking. Thinking about life and death. Thinking about Spirit and Flesh. People are, ultimately, drawn to the Truth from the fragrance we emit as believers. When our flesh is alive and w...