A joyful noise

At chapel tonight we had a professional musician who played jazz riffs on flute, oboe, tenor and soprano sax, and clarinet over the songs done by the inmate choir. It was so refreshing to hear beautiful music. My eyes teared up a few times and it was tough to sing. God sure has created some amazing sounds. I haven't felt that way about music in a while. I really wish we could listen to music in here.

A couple weeks ago we studied Buddhism in the World Religions class. I thought some of their practices sounded useful in gaining focus, so I asked the professor if he could recommend some books along those lines. I passed the titles on to my aunt during a visit and they (the books) showed up today. I'm curious ro learn more and maybe use some of their practices with a focus on Christ. Lately my normal prayer routine just hasn't felt right, so I want to find some new ways and also learn to just be quiet and listen for His still, small voice. I am excited to see how God shows up in my pursuit.