Transcending time

I'm sure you have had this experience many times. I know I have. But for some reason it always surprises me when it happens again, as if coming out of the blue. I found a cd with music from the "Breathing Room," which is where the leaders of Generation Church would go before we went out into the craziness of teenage living in order to minister to them on Wednesday nights. Hearing these songs coming out of my computer speakers puts me back in that place, in that time. I'm in a sweater and jeans. I'm skinny--not pregnant! I'm exhausted because it is busy season and I'm praying for energy and an ability to reach the hearts of people who live and have lived such a different life than me. My dear friend Amber is there with me. All of this I know but my eyes are closed as I breath in the music and breath out all of the stress and craziness of my day. You know what the amazing thing is? Music is powerful. The words, the rhythm, the memories, the emotions. But they can't compare to the power of the Holy Spirit in our lives. As much as music can move us and change us, inspire us, take us to other places and times, only the Holy Spirit can reach that part of our being that we barely know exists. I'm glad He uses music to take us to that place at times...