OOPS....

Sometimes, a song strikes a chord with you.     Sometimes, when you hear it a smile will flit across your face as a memory bubbles to the surface.   Sometimes, you will cringe and remember one of the most embarrassing moments of your life.

I am one of those  cry-babies   soft-hearted people who can be brought to tears by a piece of music, a movie, a book, or a particularly sappy commercial.   Tears of joy or tears of sadness, it doesn't matter.  

I'm also one of those people for whom music is huge in my relationship with God.  There is nothing I love more than throwing up my hands, tilting up my face, closing my eyes, and  singing praises.   Sometimes, the moment strikes me while I'm at church.  Sometimes when I'm in the middle of doing housework, listening to music. Sometimes, it's while I'm about to get out of the car to go buy groceries.

This song in particular fills me up.

It's called "I Will Rise," and it's sung by Chris Tomlin.

I love it.   I especially love the chorus where the music swells, the background singers come in, and Chris Tomlin belts.

"And I hear the voice of many  angel sing
 Worthy is the Lamb.
And I hear the cry of every longing heart
Worthy is the Lamb"

It always gets me.  I always cry.    And I always belt right alongside Mr. Tomlin.

Unfortunately.

I have mentioned in-depth that I sound like a dying cat on crack when I sing.   When this song and a ton of others come on the radio or Pandora or shuffle into my playlist, it just doesn't seem to matter.

It was a rainy, miserable day.   I had to buy groceries.  Money was tight.   My stress was high.  As I was crawling out of my Jeep, that song came on the radio.

I froze and closed the door.

My eyes closed, and I was transported.   "There's a peace I've come to know...."   I needed peace.    As the words of the song washed over me, I started to sing earnestly.    My hands came up in praise.  It didn't matter what I was going through.  He was there for me.

Tears started to flow and I was lost in the moment,hands up, voice loud,  praising my Savior.

The song ended and my heart was full.    I slowly opened my eyes and looked to the semi-foggy driver's side window.  

There pressed up against the window, I saw this......

Now, I'm sure the woman didn't really look like that, but that's the image my brain saw.   

I did what most people would do when faced with something scary the second they open their eyes.   I screamed, "Oh SHOOT!"    

Except I didn't say "shoot."   That's right...... three seconds before I had been raising my hands, praising and praying, and the next second I was cussing.  

I'm sure the poor older lady heard my caterwauling and came over to see if I needed assistance, and I repaid that by screaming profanity at her. 

Good job, Kristi.