But you, Lord, are a shield around me, my glory, the One who lifts my head high

Your song may begin as a lullaby, shifting to a soldiers chant, a battle cry, then a glorious note of praise and all fall with in the chords of a single day.

But you my dear, are the composer, life is your instrument, so play it well and play it loud! Be brave with your song. The days the lyrics are sweet might be the day your neighbor is on his/her knees, crying out for life's relief, for a glimmer of hope and musician to follow.

Be that example, lead with the light of the Lord, put in the work, perfect and magnify your song! Allow your notes to be heard!