In the beginning…..

God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was chaos and waste, darkness was on the surface of the deep, and the Ruach Elohim was hovering upon the surface of the water.

Ruach Elohim…. The Spirit of God.

I’ve wrote & rewritten this synopsis several times only to realize I am as helpless in its final draft as I was in the first.

To that end, this tantalizing taradiddle of a life would be a worthless tale if not for the unintimidated insistence of Ruach Elohim.

Think of it. The same Spirit that shaped this world in the beginning; It is the breath God breathed into Adam's soul. It is the 'exact Ruach of the One who raised Yeshua from the dead'. It sat upon disciples at Pentecost as 'cloven tongues of fire' & 'hath quickened these mortal bodies.' 

That’s a pretty impressive resume. Until my final breath, my humility will ponder His use for ‘busted ol guitars’ like me, but will continue to string out the mystery of it all through the melodies that only He can finger pick.

I was a whole 10 years old when I wrote my first song. That composition is in here! It wasn’t for money or popularity. It was a simple burst of all that my parents & church family could squeeze into my soul within a decade.

Multiply the experiences that complicate life with several decades of intricacies. The challenges of narrating what is relevant here could prove too intimidating for anyone.  

In both my life & Candy’s there’s music piled everywhere.  There always has been. So in many ways, combing decades of it all into one central location is a bit like trying to rake marbles. The good news is that most of the parts are here. However, this is His Ruach’s story to tell; not ours. How it all comes together in the end is up to Him. 

Music & Melody were the second languages of our homes growing up & it may very well be the only thing of value our kids are left with from us.

In our lives, there is a song for every dilemma & destiny. His fingerprints are on every page. Our Father has somehow managed to weave a melody through the thickening complexity of our anecdote’s. 

We’ve both lived long enough to recognize His Ruach's timbre through life. We are who He created us to be. What choice do the rustling leaves have but to form a melody when their Creator breathes the wind? 

There are 50 years of songs here; a half century of never before heard nuances. 5 decades of fresh content & new introductions Ruach, Himself is bound to make. 

Caught in the thicket of those stanzas, our failures are highlighted in the minors. His, of course, in the glorious Major.

Though I’m humbled & I’m thankful for accolades; I’m done chasing my next number one “hit” song. Those attempts & failures are in here too! 

Suffice it to say: Scratches in the wall of music accomplishment do not improve status in The Kingdom. I’ve been my poorest the morning after my greatest accomplishments. 

These days, I’d rather rest in His refrain & wake with His Holy unction to share a song with someone personally. I pray to find the artist looking for something ‘new’. I seek out strangers in local stores, hoping to share ‘the’ melody that changes the course of their day. Sometimes I share an old song. Other times Ruach Elohim gives me something fresh. 

There’s no royalty attachment, no charts, no number of streams goal; only a melody designed by, shared by & breathed by His Ruach along with His guarantee to invade our dichotomy’s. 

There is a ripple to His melodic resonance, as if it were an everlasting perpetual echo. We’re blessed with precedence to bask in the descant of the ancients song, “It is Ruach who gives life; the flesh is of no benefit.”ref. John 6:63

From one song to the unknown next, so much has changed for me since that first drop of blue ballpoint pen ink. Perspectives & motivations are much different now than they were when I was 10. In many ways, I feel like He & I are busy comfortably chiseling away at my epitaph.

We’re simply working on what I’m leaving behind. I'm at peace with that.

Perhaps someday, the final chapter of my personal story will be declared from a stage in front of thousands. Maybe someone will find a mysterious post it note I’ve scribbled on deep in the back of my desk drawer years after I’ve passed. Likely, only one inspired word will survive on an ash whipped up in the whirlwind our Lord’s return someday. In every refrain, I will graffiti on jasper walls the melodic muses of the maniacal mind moved by my Master.

‘Where can I go from Your Ruach?

Where can I flee from Your presence?

If I go up to heaven, You are there,

and if I make my bed in Sheol,

look, You are there too.’

-ref. Psalm 139

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