He's Everything to Me

Music has always played a role in my life. As a child I listened to the music my parents listened to on the radio, or the record albums they bought and played. You remember record albums; they look like big black cd’s. That’s how a young teenage friend of my daughter described them several years ago during choir practice one Wednesday night at church. Every adult present burst out laughing.

My parent’s music was from the 50’s and 60’s. I remember mom showing us how to do the twist to Chubby Checker. I remember sitting next to my sister in the back seat of a station wagon, my legs not even long enough for my feet to touch the back of the seat in front of us, singing along to “Sugar Shack” playing on the radio. I was certain if I could visit the sugar shack there would be candy to eat which means the only line that caught the attention of my 3 year old mind was the repeated phrase “..to the sugar shack.”

Music is like a time machine that transports me to my past, memories flowing over me with each note. Some of the songs from the 70’s put me right back in a blue Chevy Malibu sitting next to my sweetheart singing along with the radio.

As I wrote my last post, listing some of the people who impacted my life for Christ, this song leaped from the dusty pages of my mind. When I hear it I remember the faces of those kids I sang with in our youth group. You may know it. Turn up the volume and enjoy.

I have felt the wonder of His grace! He is everything to me.