Think of You

I went to hear the Reeve Carney Revolving Band last night. Beautiful music. It flies all over the place. Grand sounds. Simple sounds. Jam sounds. Unselfish, pure, evocative music. He ends the night with a song titled "Think of You". The lights dim, turn a shade of blue, he's the only guy left on stage. But the way he sings the song, and who he sings it to, would make you think otherwise. I forgot I was watching him and felt myself in those lyrics. And I felt the power, the peace of looking to Christ when I'm at my worst, and at my best. I felt the reality of his pain, the impact of his sacrifice, and as I left the pub I walked with something different in my step. Not a quicker pace, maybe a slower one, but probably neither. What was different was the peace and desire inside of me. I want to hold onto that. That peace. That desire. Because when I wake up the next morning, I know how easily life will be able to trip me up. Get me mad or jealous or selfish or bitter or hopeless or afraid. But now, when I think of that song, I'll "Think of You".