All Shall Be Well…
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This morning was unpleasant. I had a bad Thursday night’s sleep punctuated by an awful dream about a high school classmate. So I awoke a little shaken (I don’t usually remember my dreams or that I’ve dreamed so yeah, I was disturbed). Then during my commute I was further agitated. I’m already mulling over quite a bit and struggling a little with those thoughts & decisions so hot damn, this was not the way I wanted to begin my morning, and certainly not the weekend. AND I’m generally not a morning person. Grr! Altogether I was getting peeved. Thankfully I’d chosen a 2004/2005 Renaissance culture mix at the beginning of my commute. By the time I was about to drop deep into my doldrums Buju & Sizzla’s “All Shall Be Well” began to play. The title refrain rung in my head & the lively beat perked me up. I pressed the RESET button for my morning & weekend by putting the song on repeat. I think that God spoke and acted: all shall be well.
It’s not surprising to me that music yanked me back to a place of gratitude. I’ve been around music all my life, whether it was my uncle blasting “Pass the Kushumpeng” on a Saturday morning (and being told by Grandma to turn it down!) or going to Saturday evening choir practice with Grandma. I learned to appreciate music early (and to make up lyrics too by turning the hymn “He will hold me fast” to “He will hold my feet” I boggled Grandma’s mind for a bit but she got a good laugh out of it I’m told).
So from me to you after pressing RESET & making it through the day in a mostly positive and grateful frame of mind: all shall be well.
Happy Friday & have a fantastic, fabulous weekend.