finding my voice

I was driving home from work the other night and heard this song for the first time (essentially) and it immediately resonated with me. Daniel is a local artist I first connected with via the arts council. He did a great opening set for Eric Peters at the show we were at last month, where I bought his new album, Speak (produced by Andrew Osenga!). Though I'd passively listened through pieces of it over the past few weeks, Thursday night was the first time I stopped to really listen. I listened through this opening track, let out a 'wow', and hit repeat.

I consider myself to be a person who's relatively good with words. I was an English major, after all. But for all of my efforts to communicate clearly, whether in work or in writing or wherever, words are not, as it turns out, always my strong suit, especially in person. I'm insecure. I'm not good at looking people in the eye. I care way too much about what people think about me. I strive to speak truth in love, to share my heart and my faith, to be bold... but most of the time I seem to come up empty.

We can be automatic, carefully diplomatic

I need courage to speak my choice

Now that it's been awhile since my courtyard denial

I am still trying to find my voice

That's part of what this blog is about. It's just me trying to find my voice as I muddle through my faith and my life by the grace of a God who loves me despite that muddling. And this song reflects my heart in this journey perfectly.