"It started out as a feeling, which then grew into a hope"

"Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder
Until it was a battle cry"

I am moved by music. It seems to be the language I default to. I guess it's because I have felt, for most of my life, that I've been unable to express myself properly. And then I hear a song; a really great song. It moves me and I find myself lost in the world of intermingling words and melody.

For so long, I have watched my life growing from a feeling, to a hope, to a quiet thought, then a quiet word. Now is the time of the battle cry! I have waited for it for so long, walking down so many different paths just hoping something would finally ignite me and light me up like a torch.

My life was meant to be a battle cry. I was meant to call out to myself and others to live life with victory, passion, and vigor. No wonder I found myself filled with sadness, most of my adult life, as I sat idly on the sidelines of life. I didn't know what I wanted. I didn't know what to expect from myself. Now I do and honestly, I expect greatness. It may not be the kind of greatness the world looks at and says, "She's got something there!" Or maybe it will be? But I do know it's the kind of greatness that when I meet my Maker someday, I know I can enter into His presence and say, "I wasted nothing You gave me."

Life is too short, too sweet, too amazing! I want to live it up! :)