Tuesday, October 11, 2011

He Will Carry Me

There's something about Mark Schultz. I'm pretty sure every time I hear his music, I end up in a puddle of tears.

Mark's music was present on our wedding day, when I danced with my dad to Cinderella. The first time I heard it, I bawled. And then I played it for my dad, and he bawled. And the entire time we danced, we bawled. Every time since, whenever I hear that song on the radio, I bawl...and then I call my dad.

Exhibit A- Bawling

And when Ryan and I went to Mark's concert the weeks after we moved to Minnesota, I was brought to tears with numerous songs. Especially Letters from War- which reminds me every time I hear it of my cousin Klayton and his battle with cancer.

On today's drive to work, I was stuck in some fantastic bumper to bumper traffic and heard What It Means to Be Loved. And I had to frantically blot my eyes as I parked because it reminds me of all of the lovely babies that have been born to our wonderful friends and that are soon to come into this world.

And yet again, when I turned on my Pandora Radio at work, I heard He Will Carry Me. And the lyrics were just what I needed to hear. Its not that I'm having a rough day or I'm in a particularly tough period of life, it was just a good reminder, that all of those little worries or things that I can't control need to be left up to Him.

Maybe I just cry a lot, or there's something about music and lyrics that bring my heart to an emotional place. Whatever it is, I don't mind it. However, Ryan has caught me crying numerous times when those darn Sarah McLachlan Animal Cruelty videos are on TV. Don't those get you every time? Come on Sarah!