I have issues. Legit. I be struggling.
And there is no warning when the heaviness is going to come and drown me in a moody melancholy.
My head knows better but my mood and feelings act like they don’t.
The Bible says sumn bout the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.
Sometimes, I ain’t gone lie, I just sit in it and give into it.
But other times?
I turn on the music and open my mouth. Sometimes I just open my mouth without music from my heart.
David played music to get rid of the evil spirit that plagued Saul.
There is something powerful in the right sound. Ask Joshua at Jericho and Gideon at Midian.
It is in these moments that I have to keep building altars.
Go be great. Someone’s counting on it.