She's been playing the cello for 3 years.
She practices willingly. . . sometimes.
This summer she didn't want to play.
She said she was done with the cello.
But she has music in her soul.
She fought the entire process.
I knew in my mommy's heart she will long to play someday.
So we begin the fall lessons.
She doesn't want to go.
She is angry.
We talk through trusting me on this one.
That sometimes mommy's know things.
She agree's to trust.
This little 9 year old.
Stepping in faith.
A heart that has lost her brother.
The little girl who watched her father as the effects of radiation and Chemo wracked his body.
Now trusts.
She goes to her lesson.
I watch as she plays.
Her instructor is a gem.
She is able to get this little fire cracker to focus and produce sounds to soothe the angels.
She plays a scale.
One she knows.
Something within her being clicks.
The words her instructor says, her presence of mind, something.
And she shouts I get it.
The music, the notes, the steps.
It all makes sense to her.
Tears well.
Those "Aha" moments are priceless.
Moments when there is clarity.
Discovery.
She has grown.
This little 9 year old.
My baby.
No longer a baby.
She needs a bigger sized cello.
We head downtown.
She is so excited.
She hugs her "Lily" good bye.
She gathers her new cello.
When we get home.
The first thing she wants to do is play.
The next thing is to name her cello.
She had wanted to wait until she played it to name it.
I couldn't help but think of the name of the Lord.
What a strong tower.
Proverbs 18:10
The name of the LORD is a fortified tower;
the righteous run to it and are safe
His name is wonderful.
He is our rock and fortress.
What a gift.
I pray that as Ella grows in her faith she will soon have that "clarity" of knowing Jesus as her Savior.
Oh, what a glorious moment when you realize the grace with which your soul has been ransomed.
How glorious knowing your sins are forgiven. . .as far as the east is from the west.
And that one day. All will be made right.
And so she plays her cello.
She says it sounds like a boy.
I am naming him "Elijah."
Isaiah 43:1
But now, this is what the LORD says-- he who created you, Jacob, he who formed you, Israel: "Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name; you are mine.
As we observe this day, September 11, 2014 and the terrible losses on that day.
May we name those that have gone before us.
Saying the names out loud.
Seeing them in writing or hearing them is a gift for those that grieve.
Seeing them in writing or hearing them is a gift for those that grieve.
Leave a name or your story in the comments.
May we all remember today that evil exists.
But there is One that is much greater.
He has conquered the grave.
God will return.
One day all will be made right.
Our task is to share the love of Jesus.
Be his hands and feet.
Remembering today the families of all those lost loved one 13 years ago today.
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