I'm leaving tomorrow with my school choir on a tour of Germany, Austria, and the Czech Republic. It's an eleven-day thing, which will be the longest I've ever been away from Rebecca since we were married April 17, 2004, almost four years. I also will need to spend any down time on the trip doing homework. How can I say that I'm dreading this wonderful experience of some of the most significant places in the history of classical music? I guess I can say I'm both thrilled and scared. Though I did have an enlightening and relieving epiphany-type moment after my voice lesson yesterday about the fact that I can trust God to guide me through the tears of life, I'm feeling an enormous amount of pressure in these afternoon hours prior to the day of departure.
I don't know why, but I was reminded of the lyrics to a song I wrote a couple years ago. Most of the songs I've written are worship songs for use in church settings, but this one isn't. I'm honestly not fully aware of what connection it may have to what I'm going through right now, something to do with moving on and looking forward to future things perhaps, but here it is anyway:
Taste The Air
Verse 1:
Sometimes it’s unclear which way to turn
But will you search the unknown road?
And if you’re unsure of where you’re headed anyway
Remember it’s ahead and not behind that you’ll find home
So used to making a new plan
So tired of suddenly realizing the simple truth
If only all you had to do was truly mean it
But a new routine will never fix the last one or the next one, will it?
Chorus:
Let the things of yesterday stay there
You won’t need them where you’re going, they’ll just get in the way
And let the wings you thought were broken taste the air
You were told they’d never open, but now you’re on your way
Verse 2:
Look around are you caught in your box again?
Who put you there and when will you leave it behind?
You can think about your life but isn’t it time
That you got out and felt the sunshine, it’s a great day to fly
Bridge:
There’s a place where every face you see is smiling
Where you can leave your burdens far behind in the grass
One day, you'll never see it coming
You’ll find a river in the sun
And you'll cross over the to golden streets of ever after