The Joy of Music

Materials used:  cardstock, Tattered Angels glimmer mist, colorbox ink, fabric, Jolee flowers, Prima jewels, Tim Holtz tape, lace from michael's craft store, tag, and picture from photobucket (not sure who, but thank you for a lovely picture).

I have always loved this poem (sung by Wayne Watson) about the Touch of the Master's Hand and when I was thinking about the prompt at Scrapping Everyday Miracles it hit that this was a wonderful time to document what this means to me.  We were challenged to tell about how music/a song effects us and to use fabric.  As I thought about this these words poured out of my pen...  I don't acutally know the words to any songs.  I've played so long that I don't listen with my ears, but with my heart.  It is the most awesome thing when the music begins to flow - I completely lose myself.  It's as if the cloud of glory - the Shekinah glory descends and I ascend.  These are the moments that I search for with a hunger that can't be quenched.  To be in the prescence of God Almighty is my all consuming passion, to be touched by the Master's Hand.

For those of you who don't know me personally, I have played the violin since I was 5.  I have played on church worship teams since my first time on Easter Sunday when I was in 6th grade.  I have developed from a classically trained violinist into a Holy Spirit filled violinist and it has been the most rewarding journey of my life.  Yes, I can play weddings and teach, been there done that!  But, my passion is playing for my Master and that is the way I choose to use my talent that the Lord has blessed me with.