Thank You, LANY

If you’re paying attention to the date of this and happen to be someone I have been in directly around this week, than you may know that I have been slightly, maybe overly, obsessing about a concert. God is the giver of life for me, who makes all things possible by His grand design, and I don’t ever want anything to rank any higher than Himself. But for whatever reason it’s like I’m in college with my dear roommate and friend Erin in our dorm room Junior year blasting LANY from my hip purple Bluetooth speaker (and maybe my inner teen girl is making an appearance once again). I’ve thought about trying to see them live before, but my impulse ticket buy for this show with Surfaces makes me feel wild. Probably because of my work schedule and evenings spent crocheting with my grandma. Of which I wouldn’t necessarily change either (insert laughy emoji).

Largely I’m being reminded how and what music has meant to me my whole life. Thanks be to God for giving us such a generous gift in music, with its ability to create endless amounts of art to bring a sense of joy into a human’s life. There is a life I’ve been given the last few weeks while delivering mail, a soundtrack I can wonder and dance to, a life I don’t always get to experience in this time of life. And it’s also the excitement of seeing band live that you’ve never seen before and simply enjoying the art they have created.

Thank you LANY, for making me excited about life, dreaming of a future that may never happen but one I can believe is possible. And for also making me take a break from my Bible prophecy updates and independent newscasts (insert more laughy emojis).