This morning I was encouraged to know that someone is actually reading this blog. :) So encouraged, in fact, that I've been inspired to write a new post. ...Something I've been thinking on for weeks, but have yet to write on this strange euphemism for paper called "the interwebs".
Today I write about a dear friend. We have been in each other's lives since high school, though there was only a brief time when we actually saw each other regularly. Our meeting was one of those times when you instantly have a connection deeper than the given time indicates you should have. She was an immediate treasure to me then and, though we rarely see each other, she remains a treasure to me now. Considering all the moving around I've done, it has been a rare thing for me to be able to hold onto friendships for very long. I count it as something quite special when I can say to a friend "remember when..."
Now, I have to explain that it's kind of a strange thing that she and I should have such a strong connection because our backgrounds are so different. She grew up in, basically, one house with both parents. She didn't have to change schools much. When we were young, it seemed to me that she had things so easy. I didn't begrudge her for this, but I admit feeling a little jilted that things seemed so much harder for me. And, in fact, I also have to admit that I used to wonder at how sweet and down to earth she is because I guess I hadn't met many down to earth people who seemed always to have had a breezy life.
I, on the other hand, came from a single parent home, moved constantly, was always quite poor and went to numerous schools. I don't think much about these differences now and I no longer feel at all jilted, but they're important to point out for the purpose of this story.
My friend started dating her, now, husband when they were in college and they married and have now had three children. Years ago, this also, was something that I envied. While she seemed to have this perfect life, I also married and it was not perfect and ended in divorce. (I'm getting to the point of all this "woe is me", I promise.)
So, now we get to the meat of it... I had been away for 7 years and had not been in much contact with my friend during that time. But then I moved back to Kentucky after separating from my husband and, when I was at the lowest point of my entire life, my friend was there for me. It was a bit of a rough and tumble road, but she was there and tried earnestly to help me in whatever way she could. This included some financial help on more than one occasion and, at the time, I had this thought... All those years I had loved her and yet been a bit envious of all that she had, yet now, when I am at the end of my rope, she is here and, partly due to the things she has, she is able to help me in ways that others can't. If she had not lived the kind of life she had been given, she may not have been able to help me when I needed it. I thanked G-d for His provision to her, for giving her exactly the life she was supposed to have and for putting her in my life. Realizing that things were as they should be, the jealousy was gone.
That was a few years ago... Now, just a few weeks ago, my friend came to a concert of mine. I was so thrilled that she was there and I was so happy to share the story of my journey with her and everyone else. G-d has truly changed me in so many ways over these past few years that I now look back and hardly recognize the person I used to be. I am so thankful. After the concert, my friend sent me several text messages saying how my music was blessing her. In fact, for a few days afterward, she shared with me how she had had a very difficult year and there were some things happening in her life that were so hard. She would tell me these things and quote my own song lyrics saying that these were the words that were encouraging her and getting her through the day. I have been so blessed to bless her and I realized that, without all the difficult things that I have been through, I would not have this story to share. I would not have these songs to sing, and I might not be able to encourage my friend with exactly what she needs. So, once again, I am thanking G-d for giving each of us exactly the life that we are supposed to have. I thank Him for the blessings and I thank Him for the times when each of us has felt like we couldn't make it one more day. I thank Him for being the kind of G-d who makes EVERYTHING beautiful in His time. And I thank Him for my dear friend.
I guess the main thing I want to take from this story is that G-d really does know the plans He has for us and they really are for our good. No matter what is happening in our lives, whether good or bad, He can take it and turn it into something beautiful for His glory and to our delight. Nothing is a coincidence so...walk your path and don't wish for anyone else's because this one was made especially for you!
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Bakin' Bread
Hello everyone!
For about a month now, I have been baking Challah (braided Shabbat bread) for Shabbat and I'm loving this new ritual SO much that I think I ought to post about it.
The first week that I baked Challah, I did enjoy it, but felt a little frazzled as I didn't really feel like I knew what I was doing. I was rushed and a tad nervous that it wouldn't turn out right. Also, there is a point in the kneading process during which my hands are absolutely caked in very sticky bread dough and I cannot escape or do anything else but keep kneading. I wasn't expecting that to happen and I am claustrophobic so, having my hands absolutely stuck made me feel a bit anxious. Still, my first attempt at Challah turned out fairly good.
The second week I was much more prepared for the experience. I found that I could enjoy it a bit more, but still was a tad apprehensive.
By week three I was completely calm and I was able to let myself dive into the process with pleasure. There is something so soothing about the feeling of mixing dry flour, sugar and salt. The flour is cool and so soft.... Five pounds of flour in a large bowl has suddenly come to be a balm for a week's worth of stress. Then, adding the liquid ingredients, the flour begins to adhere to my hands and, this too, has become therapeutic. Perhaps it is partly due to the fact that I am claustrophobic that this affects me in such a profound way. My hands become nearly immobile and absolutely incapable of doing anything else but completing the task of kneading the dough. I've begun to let myself feel this experience with my entire being.
Two weeks ago, I was with a good friend who told me that the making of Challah is used as a quiet time of prayer because, as I've mentioned, there is nothing that can be done but to knead the dough. It's impossible to be distracted from this moment because one cannot break away until it is finished. You knead and mix and then add the oil and it starts to come away from your hands until you are left with this beautiful lump of dough that takes a lot more effort than one might think.
This past week, as I began this baking process again, I used the time to pray for my friends and family. I listened to music of praise to Adonai and I quieted my spirit to commune with Him.
It's such a simple thing...making loaves of bread...but it has come to be such a blessing to me and I love to give a beautiful loaf of braided bread away to others. It blesses them and I know that these loaves of bread were made with love, prayer and meditation. It's a pleasure to bless others with things that have blessed me. I think I will be keep up this ritual for a very long time to come. I'm so thankful to Adonai for His Shabbat and EVERYTHING that goes along with it. What a beautiful way to show our love for Him and His love to us.
And, speaking of bakin' bread...here's the song Breakin' Bread which has entered my mind every Shabbat for at least a decade now. Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa, breakin' bread!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=XCTSS38UM_A
For about a month now, I have been baking Challah (braided Shabbat bread) for Shabbat and I'm loving this new ritual SO much that I think I ought to post about it.
The first week that I baked Challah, I did enjoy it, but felt a little frazzled as I didn't really feel like I knew what I was doing. I was rushed and a tad nervous that it wouldn't turn out right. Also, there is a point in the kneading process during which my hands are absolutely caked in very sticky bread dough and I cannot escape or do anything else but keep kneading. I wasn't expecting that to happen and I am claustrophobic so, having my hands absolutely stuck made me feel a bit anxious. Still, my first attempt at Challah turned out fairly good.
The second week I was much more prepared for the experience. I found that I could enjoy it a bit more, but still was a tad apprehensive.
By week three I was completely calm and I was able to let myself dive into the process with pleasure. There is something so soothing about the feeling of mixing dry flour, sugar and salt. The flour is cool and so soft.... Five pounds of flour in a large bowl has suddenly come to be a balm for a week's worth of stress. Then, adding the liquid ingredients, the flour begins to adhere to my hands and, this too, has become therapeutic. Perhaps it is partly due to the fact that I am claustrophobic that this affects me in such a profound way. My hands become nearly immobile and absolutely incapable of doing anything else but completing the task of kneading the dough. I've begun to let myself feel this experience with my entire being.
Two weeks ago, I was with a good friend who told me that the making of Challah is used as a quiet time of prayer because, as I've mentioned, there is nothing that can be done but to knead the dough. It's impossible to be distracted from this moment because one cannot break away until it is finished. You knead and mix and then add the oil and it starts to come away from your hands until you are left with this beautiful lump of dough that takes a lot more effort than one might think.
This past week, as I began this baking process again, I used the time to pray for my friends and family. I listened to music of praise to Adonai and I quieted my spirit to commune with Him.
It's such a simple thing...making loaves of bread...but it has come to be such a blessing to me and I love to give a beautiful loaf of braided bread away to others. It blesses them and I know that these loaves of bread were made with love, prayer and meditation. It's a pleasure to bless others with things that have blessed me. I think I will be keep up this ritual for a very long time to come. I'm so thankful to Adonai for His Shabbat and EVERYTHING that goes along with it. What a beautiful way to show our love for Him and His love to us.
And, speaking of bakin' bread...here's the song Breakin' Bread which has entered my mind every Shabbat for at least a decade now. Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa, breakin' bread!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=XCTSS38UM_A
Friday, August 24, 2012
A La Mode (In the Fashion)
Hello everyone!
I've got something of a rant here which will lead me into the next post regarding security/identity. For tonight, however, ranting is the name of the game....kind of.
First off, if you've known me for any length of time, you'll know I'm odd. I have a view of the world that is rather unique and I rarely color inside the lines. My music depicts this, my words depict this, my thoughts depict this and my clothes also depict this. The latter is today's source of contention.
During the past week I have been practically bullied because of wearing the "wrong" things and I just think it's pretty ridiculous. I am not indecent; only different and I find it crazy that I, a 30 year old woman, have managed to be the focal point for a kind of "teasing" that most often happens in middle school.
I don't want to devote much time to this topic as it really isn't worth it, but I have these things to say:
1. The fact that fashion should be SUCH a big deal that it gives anybody the "right" to put someone else down is something that, I think, displays the sickness of our society. That this thing should be so important that we are all under scrutiny about it tells me that we have a serious malfunction in our list of priorities.
2. Truthfully, I have been thinking about what I wear lately and have added different types of things to my wardrobe because I find that I am in certain situations where my normal attire may offend a particular culture/community. I will wear a skirt instead of pants so as not to offend, but I refuse to change because converse with a skirt is a faux pas.
3. I am aware that there are people in the world who's passion it is to design clothing. That's great...it's artistic and sounds like it could be fun. I have no issues with such a profession. I DO have a big issue with the label "fashion designer" being synonymous with the term "dictator".
4. I am so bored with this post and with this topic and with this ridiculous issue. I really don't care what people around me are wearing and my own clothes are mainly utilitarian. I do have my likes and dislikes and I am actually quite picky, but my tastes are simple and likely to remain so. Can we just drop it already??
5. "Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy" - Albert Einstein
The end...moving right along....
During the past week I have been practically bullied because of wearing the "wrong" things and I just think it's pretty ridiculous. I am not indecent; only different and I find it crazy that I, a 30 year old woman, have managed to be the focal point for a kind of "teasing" that most often happens in middle school.
I don't want to devote much time to this topic as it really isn't worth it, but I have these things to say:
1. The fact that fashion should be SUCH a big deal that it gives anybody the "right" to put someone else down is something that, I think, displays the sickness of our society. That this thing should be so important that we are all under scrutiny about it tells me that we have a serious malfunction in our list of priorities.
2. Truthfully, I have been thinking about what I wear lately and have added different types of things to my wardrobe because I find that I am in certain situations where my normal attire may offend a particular culture/community. I will wear a skirt instead of pants so as not to offend, but I refuse to change because converse with a skirt is a faux pas.
3. I am aware that there are people in the world who's passion it is to design clothing. That's great...it's artistic and sounds like it could be fun. I have no issues with such a profession. I DO have a big issue with the label "fashion designer" being synonymous with the term "dictator".
4. I am so bored with this post and with this topic and with this ridiculous issue. I really don't care what people around me are wearing and my own clothes are mainly utilitarian. I do have my likes and dislikes and I am actually quite picky, but my tastes are simple and likely to remain so. Can we just drop it already??
5. "Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy" - Albert Einstein
The end...moving right along....
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Come Let Us Return
I joined a fast that my big brother started on FB. LOADS of people were invited to join in and lots of people did! During the fast I've had this Kevin Prosch song in my head. I love this song and I felt like singing. :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mpfrPpkKXb4&feature=youtu.be
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
AMF12
Hello everyone! I've just returned from a wonderful weekend at the Asheville Music Festival in NC. It was a weekend full or great new music, good friends and deep worship. I've gotten so many messages from friends at home who want to know all about the weekend. So, rather than telling the story many times over, I'll post it here for the world to see. :)
THURSDAY: Mother, Shirah and I left KY around 7:30am and began our drive to NC. We were all pumped for AMF, but for some reason, we ended up making far too many unnecessary stops along the way, turning our 5 hour trip into a 7 hour trip. It was, however, a pleasant drive with fun conversation. Skipping the minor details, the only thing I will note regarding the trip is this: We stopped at a Starbucks somewhere along the way and my bladder was really talking to me a lot. So, I went straight for the restroom, but it was a one person restroom and someone was in there. So, I decided to go to the men's room instead. It was still just a one person room and I figured they surely wouldn't deny me coffee for being the wrong gender. ...Unfortunately, while I was in there, a man tried to get in. I decided I'd make light of the situation when I exited. I had decided to make a joke and tell him I was sorry my bladder couldn't read the sign. Instead, I opened the door, surprised him by being female, and immediately got my purse caught on a large sign which came tumbling to the floor, making lots of noise and blocking his path to the restroom. So, not only was a a girl coming out of the men's restroom, but I was also causing a scene. Oh well...what can I say? I picked up the sign, got in line and tried to contain my laughter.
When we finally got to AMF, it was raining and had been raining there for quite a while. In fact, we had missed a storm which had flooded several tents and ripped another in half. Still, everyone seemed happy to be there as we parked in the grass/mud and hopped on the bus to get to the camp site. The mountain was just beautiful and it was refreshing to be among the trees, hearing the babbling brooks and breathing the fresh mountain air. Thursday night started a bit late because of the rain, but it was an exciting time and everyone was full of anticipation for what the weekend would bring. I didn't get to hear everyone that night, but I really enjoyed Troy Mitchell. http://www.bethimmanuel.org/videos/messianic-music-troy-mitchell I also enjoyed seeing some friends, old and new and spending time with my sister-in-law and my niece, (little) Shira.
(Thursday artists: Boneh, Troy Mitchell, Downpour, Judah & Jen Morrison, Dan & Melissa David, Jordan Elias, Carlos Perdomo)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W1NNKq8MYl4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LixtrwFl3-o&feature=related
http://www.dandavidmusic.com/Videos.php
http://www.carlosperdomoministries.com/
FRIDAY: Friday morning was a very quiet one for me. It was the morning I was to share my music at AMF and I could not help being near silent and contemplative until that was done. We arrived at the campsite at around 10am. We (Mother, Shirah, Shelly, Dara, little Shira and I) picked our spot in the grass by the lake stage and listened to more excellent music. Eventually, I headed down to the "artists area" behind the stage where I sat quietly waiting for my turn. Behind the stage, I was soon joined by the members of Blue Mosaic, who were to go on after I. Each of them was delightful to meet and I was glad to share those moments with them. Just before I was to take the stage, I was looking out over the lake when a beautiful blue and black butterfly landed on the back of my hand and it stayed there for a good 2-3 minutes as I walked around smiling like a giddy child and showing the butterfly to everyone backstage.
Soon, Matt Rosenberg (who was also lots of fun to hang out with), said it was time. So, together we climbed the stairs and Matt introduced me. It's no surprise that I was nervous, but was also thrilled to have made it to this point in my life. Lately, I am always in awe of how my life has turned around... I started the set with my newest song, Heart of the Lion. I messed up the chords many times and I definitely could have done better. Live and learn! The next song was Kumi Yisrael, followed by Dark Glass and then Your People Love You. During my last song, the rain really started coming down and, from the vantage of the covered stage, it was beautiful. After my set, Blue Mosaic took the stage and they were really a blessing. Very good music and loads of talent. http://blog.jforj.com/bluemosaic I also really enjoyed the music of Kerah Oliveira http://www.keraholiveira.com/#!/the-latest-works/, Daniel Rosenfarb and Britta K, among others.
The artists that really stood out for me on Friday evening were 3B4JHoy (beautiful harmonies!) http://official3b4jhoy.wix.com/home#!music, Teshuva http://www.teshuvamusic.com/music/ and Min Hama'ayan (!!!) http://soundcloud.com/yossi238/min-hamaayan-from-the-fountain (please listen to Kol Haneshama)
It was so fantastic to worship Adonai on Erev Shabbat with hundreds of other Messianic believers. That sense of community is sometimes difficult to find when we align ourselves with Judaism and belief in Yeshua as the only Messiah. It's wonderful to share my beliefs with those who are just curious and tell them the reasons behind my faith, but it is always a delight to be among those who already understand and just want to worship G-d together.
(Friday artists Aspiring to Glow, Kes Evens, Kyle Orth, Kerah Oliveira, Daniel Rosenfarb, Julia Vidito, Blue Mosaic, Navi, Brandon Chustz, Britta K, Ron Cline, B'racha, Jeremiah, Avanim Chavot, 3B4JHoy, Roman & Alaina, YAShaar, Generation: Hope, Teshuva, Min Hama'ayan, Greg Silverman)
http://www.reverbnation.com/aspiringtoglow
http://www.kyleorth.com/
http://www.brachamusic.com/Playlist.html
http://www.myspace.com/romanandalaina
http://www.gregsilverman.com/
SATURDAY: To me, Saturday was, by far, the best day of the festival. Again, I was thrilled to be with this community on Shabbat. In the camp that morning, I heard worship and prayers coming from all around as smaller groups from many different congregations met together to share Shabbat morning with each other in the ways that are customary to them, yet each united in familiar Jewish customs and all united in worshiping Echad. At 10am we all gathered around the main stage for our community Torah service. Several leaders who have had a large influence in Messianic music were called to the platform to carry the Torah and we sang and praised as they followed a path through the crowd and gave us all a chance to show our love for the Torah, as is customary. I so enjoy this custom; the devotion it shows to the Word of G-d and the joy it brings to our hearts that we can see, touch and read His own Word. It was also a blessing to hear the Torah read aloud by several people and to hear a motivating message by Seth Klayman. My favorite part was at the end of the service when they invited all the AMF musicians to come to the stage and sing a revamped version of He Shall Reign together. It was so moving and wonderful to be there with so many musicians, and standing next to my brother and his wife. I could not help feeling the power of praise that was going forth at that moment. I don't know that I will ever experience something like that again before I see the other side of eternity. Whether I do or not, I will NEVER forget that time of worship.
After the service we heard more fantastic music. :) For me, the highlights of the day were Naomi Miller, Giselle + the Compass http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I64dinamIk4, Toby & Brooke Manolis http://www.rtbot.net/brooke_manolis, HaShir (Duh! the tribe of Vidito has to stick together ;) ...but they're really great regardless) http://www.hashirworship.com/cm/, Jeff Koch, and Hazakimhttp://www.youtube.com/user/Hazakim (whether you like hip hop or not, they are fantastic for their hard hitting and truthful lyrics).
Another one of the moments that really blessed me on Saturday was when I got to share the stage with my brother, Marc, as we each played drums to back up Toby and Brooke Manolis. I had not met Toby & Brooke until moments before getting on stage with them and I had no heard any of their wonderful music, but...hey, I know how to hit a drum! Toby & Brooke are beautiful people and I can't remember the last time my brother and I got to do anything like this together. It was truly a touching time for me. I can't remember word for word, but one of the songs Brooke sang was about G-d bringing us through things to where we are now. I felt G-d's presence so strongly as I thought of how many times the enemy had tried to rip my family apart forever. He tried to break our spirits. He tried to kill us and most of all, he tried to get us to walk away from the path G-d has set before us. My brother and I have each had very difficult times in our lives and times when each of us walked away from G-d's plans, but Baruch HaShem, He has always called us to return to Him and we have always followed, eventually. I can't say how full my heart was as I thought of all these things and, once again, stood next to my brother and praised Adonai our Redeemer. There is simply no end to the blessing of His Redemption on our lives.
(Saturday artists: Naomi Miller, David Wein, Jeremiah and Hannah Zaretsky, Lawra Elizabeth, Giselle + the Compass, Toby & Brooke Manolis, Joshua Aaron, Justin Hutcher, The Pear Republic, Messy!, HaShir, Jeff Koch, Beckah Shae, Judah & Jen Morrison, Roman & Alaina, Sharon Wilbur, Michah Mahoney)
http://soundcloud.com/jeremiahandhannah
http://www.myspace.com/lawraelizabeth
http://worshipinisrael.com/joshua-aaron/
http://www.myspace.com/justinmhutcher
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qv3L8lPoMyk
http://www.beckahshae.com/
http://grooveshark.com/#!/artist/Judah+and+Jennifer+Morrison/1095830
http://www.sharonwilbur.com/intro.cfm
http://vimeo.com/46761074
Late Saturday night, AMF was at its end... We had a blessed time of worship led by Micah Mahoney. We had prayer for this next generation of Messianic believers and artists and then it was time to close. The music stopped as Seth Klayman came to the front of the stage, sat down and began praying without a mic. I'm not sure if that was planned, but it ended up being perfect. All of us who were scattered about the field, slowly and silently walked to the front where we stood to pray. It was absolutely silent except for Seth's prayer. Then, one by one, others began to pray and someone led us in singing "Thou, O L-rd, art high above all the earth. Thou art exalted far above all god's..." It was a tender and meaningful closing to a weekend that, truly, was beyond belief. I can only imagine the amount of work, sweat and prayer that went into making AMF happen. I know that it was 2 years in the making and that it will probably never happen again. I have no doubt that everyone who had any hand in this was blessed. It was wonderful to hear such fresh sounds coming from the Messianic community and to know that there are young people in this movement who are serious about their walk with G-d and about reaching G-d's people and the world with the message of Yeshua, our Messiah. I can't begin to imagine all that will take place as a result of this event, but I am so excited to hear about things that wouldn't have happened without it. AMF was something that has never been done before and is certain to have a lasting effect on the lives of those who participated and in the Messianic community.
Thank you to EVERYONE who did anything to make this possible. You are too numerous to count! And most of all thank you, Adonai, for bringing us to such a blessed time with You. Baruch HaShem!
Love and Shalom,
Julia
THURSDAY: Mother, Shirah and I left KY around 7:30am and began our drive to NC. We were all pumped for AMF, but for some reason, we ended up making far too many unnecessary stops along the way, turning our 5 hour trip into a 7 hour trip. It was, however, a pleasant drive with fun conversation. Skipping the minor details, the only thing I will note regarding the trip is this: We stopped at a Starbucks somewhere along the way and my bladder was really talking to me a lot. So, I went straight for the restroom, but it was a one person restroom and someone was in there. So, I decided to go to the men's room instead. It was still just a one person room and I figured they surely wouldn't deny me coffee for being the wrong gender. ...Unfortunately, while I was in there, a man tried to get in. I decided I'd make light of the situation when I exited. I had decided to make a joke and tell him I was sorry my bladder couldn't read the sign. Instead, I opened the door, surprised him by being female, and immediately got my purse caught on a large sign which came tumbling to the floor, making lots of noise and blocking his path to the restroom. So, not only was a a girl coming out of the men's restroom, but I was also causing a scene. Oh well...what can I say? I picked up the sign, got in line and tried to contain my laughter.
When we finally got to AMF, it was raining and had been raining there for quite a while. In fact, we had missed a storm which had flooded several tents and ripped another in half. Still, everyone seemed happy to be there as we parked in the grass/mud and hopped on the bus to get to the camp site. The mountain was just beautiful and it was refreshing to be among the trees, hearing the babbling brooks and breathing the fresh mountain air. Thursday night started a bit late because of the rain, but it was an exciting time and everyone was full of anticipation for what the weekend would bring. I didn't get to hear everyone that night, but I really enjoyed Troy Mitchell. http://www.bethimmanuel.org/videos/messianic-music-troy-mitchell I also enjoyed seeing some friends, old and new and spending time with my sister-in-law and my niece, (little) Shira.
(Thursday artists: Boneh, Troy Mitchell, Downpour, Judah & Jen Morrison, Dan & Melissa David, Jordan Elias, Carlos Perdomo)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W1NNKq8MYl4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LixtrwFl3-o&feature=related
http://www.dandavidmusic.com/Videos.php
http://www.carlosperdomoministries.com/
FRIDAY: Friday morning was a very quiet one for me. It was the morning I was to share my music at AMF and I could not help being near silent and contemplative until that was done. We arrived at the campsite at around 10am. We (Mother, Shirah, Shelly, Dara, little Shira and I) picked our spot in the grass by the lake stage and listened to more excellent music. Eventually, I headed down to the "artists area" behind the stage where I sat quietly waiting for my turn. Behind the stage, I was soon joined by the members of Blue Mosaic, who were to go on after I. Each of them was delightful to meet and I was glad to share those moments with them. Just before I was to take the stage, I was looking out over the lake when a beautiful blue and black butterfly landed on the back of my hand and it stayed there for a good 2-3 minutes as I walked around smiling like a giddy child and showing the butterfly to everyone backstage.
Soon, Matt Rosenberg (who was also lots of fun to hang out with), said it was time. So, together we climbed the stairs and Matt introduced me. It's no surprise that I was nervous, but was also thrilled to have made it to this point in my life. Lately, I am always in awe of how my life has turned around... I started the set with my newest song, Heart of the Lion. I messed up the chords many times and I definitely could have done better. Live and learn! The next song was Kumi Yisrael, followed by Dark Glass and then Your People Love You. During my last song, the rain really started coming down and, from the vantage of the covered stage, it was beautiful. After my set, Blue Mosaic took the stage and they were really a blessing. Very good music and loads of talent. http://blog.jforj.com/bluemosaic I also really enjoyed the music of Kerah Oliveira http://www.keraholiveira.com/#!/the-latest-works/, Daniel Rosenfarb and Britta K, among others.
The artists that really stood out for me on Friday evening were 3B4JHoy (beautiful harmonies!) http://official3b4jhoy.wix.com/home#!music, Teshuva http://www.teshuvamusic.com/music/ and Min Hama'ayan (!!!) http://soundcloud.com/yossi238/min-hamaayan-from-the-fountain (please listen to Kol Haneshama)
It was so fantastic to worship Adonai on Erev Shabbat with hundreds of other Messianic believers. That sense of community is sometimes difficult to find when we align ourselves with Judaism and belief in Yeshua as the only Messiah. It's wonderful to share my beliefs with those who are just curious and tell them the reasons behind my faith, but it is always a delight to be among those who already understand and just want to worship G-d together.
(Friday artists Aspiring to Glow, Kes Evens, Kyle Orth, Kerah Oliveira, Daniel Rosenfarb, Julia Vidito, Blue Mosaic, Navi, Brandon Chustz, Britta K, Ron Cline, B'racha, Jeremiah, Avanim Chavot, 3B4JHoy, Roman & Alaina, YAShaar, Generation: Hope, Teshuva, Min Hama'ayan, Greg Silverman)
http://www.reverbnation.com/aspiringtoglow
http://www.kyleorth.com/
http://www.brachamusic.com/Playlist.html
http://www.myspace.com/romanandalaina
http://www.gregsilverman.com/
SATURDAY: To me, Saturday was, by far, the best day of the festival. Again, I was thrilled to be with this community on Shabbat. In the camp that morning, I heard worship and prayers coming from all around as smaller groups from many different congregations met together to share Shabbat morning with each other in the ways that are customary to them, yet each united in familiar Jewish customs and all united in worshiping Echad. At 10am we all gathered around the main stage for our community Torah service. Several leaders who have had a large influence in Messianic music were called to the platform to carry the Torah and we sang and praised as they followed a path through the crowd and gave us all a chance to show our love for the Torah, as is customary. I so enjoy this custom; the devotion it shows to the Word of G-d and the joy it brings to our hearts that we can see, touch and read His own Word. It was also a blessing to hear the Torah read aloud by several people and to hear a motivating message by Seth Klayman. My favorite part was at the end of the service when they invited all the AMF musicians to come to the stage and sing a revamped version of He Shall Reign together. It was so moving and wonderful to be there with so many musicians, and standing next to my brother and his wife. I could not help feeling the power of praise that was going forth at that moment. I don't know that I will ever experience something like that again before I see the other side of eternity. Whether I do or not, I will NEVER forget that time of worship.
After the service we heard more fantastic music. :) For me, the highlights of the day were Naomi Miller, Giselle + the Compass http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I64dinamIk4, Toby & Brooke Manolis http://www.rtbot.net/brooke_manolis, HaShir (Duh! the tribe of Vidito has to stick together ;) ...but they're really great regardless) http://www.hashirworship.com/cm/, Jeff Koch, and Hazakimhttp://www.youtube.com/user/Hazakim (whether you like hip hop or not, they are fantastic for their hard hitting and truthful lyrics).
Another one of the moments that really blessed me on Saturday was when I got to share the stage with my brother, Marc, as we each played drums to back up Toby and Brooke Manolis. I had not met Toby & Brooke until moments before getting on stage with them and I had no heard any of their wonderful music, but...hey, I know how to hit a drum! Toby & Brooke are beautiful people and I can't remember the last time my brother and I got to do anything like this together. It was truly a touching time for me. I can't remember word for word, but one of the songs Brooke sang was about G-d bringing us through things to where we are now. I felt G-d's presence so strongly as I thought of how many times the enemy had tried to rip my family apart forever. He tried to break our spirits. He tried to kill us and most of all, he tried to get us to walk away from the path G-d has set before us. My brother and I have each had very difficult times in our lives and times when each of us walked away from G-d's plans, but Baruch HaShem, He has always called us to return to Him and we have always followed, eventually. I can't say how full my heart was as I thought of all these things and, once again, stood next to my brother and praised Adonai our Redeemer. There is simply no end to the blessing of His Redemption on our lives.
(Saturday artists: Naomi Miller, David Wein, Jeremiah and Hannah Zaretsky, Lawra Elizabeth, Giselle + the Compass, Toby & Brooke Manolis, Joshua Aaron, Justin Hutcher, The Pear Republic, Messy!, HaShir, Jeff Koch, Beckah Shae, Judah & Jen Morrison, Roman & Alaina, Sharon Wilbur, Michah Mahoney)
http://soundcloud.com/jeremiahandhannah
http://www.myspace.com/lawraelizabeth
http://worshipinisrael.com/joshua-aaron/
http://www.myspace.com/justinmhutcher
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qv3L8lPoMyk
http://www.beckahshae.com/
http://grooveshark.com/#!/artist/Judah+and+Jennifer+Morrison/1095830
http://www.sharonwilbur.com/intro.cfm
http://vimeo.com/46761074
Late Saturday night, AMF was at its end... We had a blessed time of worship led by Micah Mahoney. We had prayer for this next generation of Messianic believers and artists and then it was time to close. The music stopped as Seth Klayman came to the front of the stage, sat down and began praying without a mic. I'm not sure if that was planned, but it ended up being perfect. All of us who were scattered about the field, slowly and silently walked to the front where we stood to pray. It was absolutely silent except for Seth's prayer. Then, one by one, others began to pray and someone led us in singing "Thou, O L-rd, art high above all the earth. Thou art exalted far above all god's..." It was a tender and meaningful closing to a weekend that, truly, was beyond belief. I can only imagine the amount of work, sweat and prayer that went into making AMF happen. I know that it was 2 years in the making and that it will probably never happen again. I have no doubt that everyone who had any hand in this was blessed. It was wonderful to hear such fresh sounds coming from the Messianic community and to know that there are young people in this movement who are serious about their walk with G-d and about reaching G-d's people and the world with the message of Yeshua, our Messiah. I can't begin to imagine all that will take place as a result of this event, but I am so excited to hear about things that wouldn't have happened without it. AMF was something that has never been done before and is certain to have a lasting effect on the lives of those who participated and in the Messianic community.
Thank you to EVERYONE who did anything to make this possible. You are too numerous to count! And most of all thank you, Adonai, for bringing us to such a blessed time with You. Baruch HaShem!
Love and Shalom,
Julia
Monday, August 6, 2012
AIRPORTS
BEHIND THE MUSIC
"Airports" is one of the first in a long string of songs that I began writing three years ago on the cusp of my divorce. While the wound was still fresh, I wrote this song about my marriage and about the end of my marriage. The first time I met my ex-husband we were in an airport and the last time I saw him we were in an airport. That is the memory that lead me to this thought of a personified airport and how that idea felt a lot like me... An airport has thousands upon thousands of people continuously pouring through it. Each person comes from a different place and has a different history and sees the world through different lenses. If an airport were personified it would have to feel confused by the rush of thoughts that flow in and out constantly.
So it is that I likened myself to an airport. I was so conflicted about the end of my marriage and the end of that era. I felt like there were a thousand conflicting thoughts pouring through my mind constantly. I felt like they were all creating one big knot inside me that I could never untie. I could never fully understand even what was in my own heart. As the song says, "In the dark parts of me are secrets I don't even know on my own..." ...a tangled cord I can't unwind.
Still, the prevailing thought in all of this is that I am thankful for all that I have learned. I'm thankful for the time I had with him and I would not take it back. The kind of love has changed, but I know that I will love him all my life and he will always be a part of me. "woven through this heart of mine; the threads of you I won't unwind..."
With this song, I hope to soothe a broken heart.
Love and Shalom,
Julia
With this song, I hope to soothe a broken heart.
Love and Shalom,
Julia
Sunday, July 15, 2012
I AM YOUR G-D
Behind the music...
Behind the music...
This song may not be my favorite of the ones I've written, but it is very important to me. It is the song that begins the album, Finding You, and it is likely to be the song that begins any concerts I do for a long time. No matter what else is going on in my life; no matter what my history says about me; no matter where I find myself in the future, the message of this song is something that I want as a covering over everything else. The first lines are: Do not be afraid for I am your G-d. I created the heavens and earth. I know who you are. I wrote this song in a time of so much uncertainty. I had been laid off; I had no money and needed a different place to live. There was a lot going on at that time to make me anxious, but one day I was listening to a song that ends with these words; "Do not be afraid." The song just repeats those words over and over and so they were repeated in my mind for a few days after that. I was asking G-d for guidance and help, but most of all, I was learning to trust in Him in new and practical ways. One day I sat down at my keyboard and my trust and faith, during all the uncertainty, came out in this song. "Do not be afraid, for I am your G-d. I created the heavens and earth. I KNOW who you are..." It is my sincere desire that I never forget the things that brought me to those words and I hope that anyone who hears them will be encouraged that G-d knows you. He will guide your path and never let you fall.
Love and Shalom,
Julia
Thursday, July 12, 2012
YOUR PEOPLE LOVE YOU
Words and Music by
Julia Vidito
Copyright 2012
Where could I go from your presence; where could I hide
But where could I ever want to be but by your side
For I was made for nothing more; no, nothing less than loving you
My voice was made to sing your name
And there's nothing I'd rather do
For your name is like oil poured out
Your name is fragrant
Therefore all your people love you
I wish I would wake up every morning hearing your voice
Of all of the thoughts that try to draw me, you're my choice
I find my day is a stupid mess unless it begins with you
You are my healing waters; you make all things new
And your name is like oil poured out
Your name is fragrant
Therefore all your people love you
And I long to hear you calling out "Arise, my love
Come away with me my beautiful bride."
And I would answer, "Draw me. I long to be with you
And I will follow after you with all my might"
Oh that you would kiss me with the kisses of your mouth for your love is better than wine...
And your name is like oil poured out;
Your name is fragrant
Therefore all your people love you
Therefore, I'm in love with you
For I was made for nothing more; no, nothing less than loving you
My voice was made to sing your name
And there's nothing I'd rather do
For your name is like oil poured out
Your name is fragrant
Therefore all your people love you
I wish I would wake up every morning hearing your voice
Of all of the thoughts that try to draw me, you're my choice
I find my day is a stupid mess unless it begins with you
You are my healing waters; you make all things new
And your name is like oil poured out
Your name is fragrant
Therefore all your people love you
And I long to hear you calling out "Arise, my love
Come away with me my beautiful bride."
And I would answer, "Draw me. I long to be with you
And I will follow after you with all my might"
Oh that you would kiss me with the kisses of your mouth for your love is better than wine...
And your name is like oil poured out;
Your name is fragrant
Therefore all your people love you
Therefore, I'm in love with you
SAVED THIS DANCE
Words and Music by
Julia Vidito
Copyright 2012
WHEN I WAS A CHILD ALL MY HOPES AND DREAMS WERE YOU
I DANCED FREE AND WILD KNOWING YOU WERE DANCING TOO
BUT LIFE BROKE THE SEAL OF THINKING I WOULD ALWAYS BE PURE
AND SOON I WENT DANCING NO MORE
BUT NOW I SEE YOU’RE CHANGING ME; YOU’VE GIVEN JOY ANEW
ABBA, FATHER, I’VE SAVED THIS DANCE FOR YOU
ALL MY SINS CREATE DISFIGURED PICTURES IN MY MIND
STILL, WHEN I PRESENT MY CRIMES YOU SAY THAT YOU ARE BLIND
YOUR SACRIFICE OF LOVE IS A SHIELD AROUND MY SOUL
AND IN YOU, FATHER, I AM WHOLE
AS A CHILD I BOLDLY COME BEFORE MY FATHER’S THRONE
LET THE CENTER OF MY HEART BE YOU AND YOU ALONE
MY PRAISE IS SWEETNESS TO YOUR EARS
MY SONG IS PURE AND NEW
ABBA, FATHER, I’VE SAVED THIS DANCE FOR YOU
I CAN SEE YOU’RE CHANGING ME; YOU’VE GIVEN JOY ANEW
ABBA, FATHER, I’VE SAVED THIS DANCE FOR YOU
NO SYMPATHY (FOR THE
DEVIL)
Words and Music by Julia
Vidito
Copyright 2012
Please allow me to introduce myself
Cause I think that you just might be confused
My name has been kicked around; it's been slandered and it's been misused
I was there at the dawn of creation. I saw the first breath of man
And when Lucifer was kicked out of Heaven
I was seated at G-d's right hand
I hope you know who I am; Son of G-d; son of man
I came to Earth, I was tempted by the devil
With my heel, I crushed the serpent's head
I cast his demons to the swine; they were screamin' and runnin'
Because they know who I am
Son of G-d; son of man...I hope you know who I am
Cause I think that you just might be confused
My name has been kicked around; it's been slandered and it's been misused
I was there at the dawn of creation. I saw the first breath of man
And when Lucifer was kicked out of Heaven
I was seated at G-d's right hand
I hope you know who I am; Son of G-d; son of man
I came to Earth, I was tempted by the devil
With my heel, I crushed the serpent's head
I cast his demons to the swine; they were screamin' and runnin'
Because they know who I am
Son of G-d; son of man...I hope you know who I am
The devil, he was plotting while I was healing cripples
He thought he knew my fate
I said, "Come to me, you weary, and I will give your rest
O but, Lucifer, for you it's too late
I know you know who I am
Son of G-d, son of man
Isaiah was a prophet. He painted you this picture:
A man of sorrow and grief
Yes, it's true that I was beaten, despised and rejected
Just couldn't get no relief
Who do you say that I am? Son of G-d; son of man
He thought he knew my fate
I said, "Come to me, you weary, and I will give your rest
O but, Lucifer, for you it's too late
I know you know who I am
Son of G-d, son of man
Isaiah was a prophet. He painted you this picture:
A man of sorrow and grief
Yes, it's true that I was beaten, despised and rejected
Just couldn't get no relief
Who do you say that I am? Son of G-d; son of man
You know Lucifer was laughin' when they laid me in the tomb
They buried me in the ground
The prince of darkness should have known
I am the Prince of Heaven! and you can't keep a good man down!
Oh don't you know who I am?! Son of G-d; son of man
I hope you know who I am because I'm coming back again!
Hallelujah, hallelujah - He's coming back again!
They buried me in the ground
The prince of darkness should have known
I am the Prince of Heaven! and you can't keep a good man down!
Oh don't you know who I am?! Son of G-d; son of man
I hope you know who I am because I'm coming back again!
Hallelujah, hallelujah - He's coming back again!
MEMORIES LIKE BREATH
Words and Music by
Julia Vidito
Copyright 2012
MEMORIES;
THEY COME LIKE BREATH ON MY NECK
I GUESS
THEY’LL ALWAYS BE HERE; SCARS FROM A WRECK
ONCE AGAIN I
AM STANDING IN THE DOOR
WATCHING YOU
SCREAMING ON THE FLOOR
OH CALL THE
DOCTOR, HURRY, HURRY
SHE (WE)
WON’T LAST MUCH LONGER
THE WOUNDS
ARE ACHING HURRY, HURRY
SHE’S ALIVE,
BUT NOT YET STRONGER
WE KEEP
OURSELVES FROM BREAKING THE BEST WAYS WE KNOW
I’LL HOLD IT
ALL IN SECRET AND YOU CAN LET IT SHOW
I AM
SLEEPING WITH MY HAND UPON THE WALL
MY STEADY
ARMS ARE HERE TO BREAK YOUR FALL
OH YES MY
DEAR, OH YES I AM HERE
I AM SMALL,
BUT I AM OLD
AND YOU ARE
SCARED, BUT YOU ARE BOLD
THANK G-D
ALL THAT’S LEFT OF THIS MESS
FEELS LIKE
BREATH ON MY NECK
LULLABYE
Words and Music by
Julia Vidito
Copyright 2012
THE L-RD IS SINGING OVER YOU TONIGHT
HEAR HIM SWEETLY, SOFTLY CALL YOUR NAME AS YOU DREAM
AND DON’T YOU WORRY; LEAVE YOUR CARES AT HIS FEET
FOR THE L-RD, HE NEVER SLUMBERS NOR SLEEPS
THE SONG HE SINGS, IT ECHOS THROUGH YOUR DARKNESS
HIS LOVE FOR YOU RESOUNDS WITH EVERY WORD
AND DON’T YOU WORRY; LEAVE YOUR CARES AT HIS FEET
FOR THE L-RD, HE NEVER SLUMBERS NOR SLEEPS
IT IS WRITTEN IN HIS WORD
THAT YESHUA BORE OUR SORROWS
AND THE ANCIENT LOVE OF OUR FATHER WILL STILL BE WITH US
TOMORROW
SO LAY DOWN THE DAY AND FALL INTO HIS ARMS
LET HIS MELODY DISPEL YOUR EVERY FEAR
AND DON’T YOU WORRY; LEAVE YOUR CARES AT HIS FEET
FOR THE L-RD, HE NEVER SLUMBERS NO SLEEPS
KUMI YISRAEL
Words and Music by
Julia Vidito
Copyright 2012
KUMI, YISRAEL, KUMI
ADONAI ELOHAI’CH NITZAF L’TZIDECH
DO NOT FEAR, O JACOB
YOUR G-D HAS REDEEMED YOU AND CALLED YOU BY NAME
HE HAS SET YOU APART AS A WITNESS
TO SHOW THAT HE IS THE SAVIOR OF YISRAEL
LIFT UP YOUR EYES, YERUSHALAYIM
YOUR WATCHMEN REJOICE AT THE SIGHT OF THE L-RD
SEE, ADONAI IS RETURNING
TO SHOW THAT HE IS THE SAVIOR OF YISRAEL
(Translation: Arise, Israel, arise. The L-rd, your G-d, is standing with you.)
HYMN No. 1
Words and Music by
Julia Vidito
Copyright 2012
ALL OF THE SORROWS WE HAVE KNOWN DARE NOT WISH TO OVERWHELM
FOR IN US THE SPIRIT MAKES HIS HOME WHILE OUR SOULS ARE IN
THIS REALM
TRIALS MAY COME AND FILL OUR THOUGHTS BUT WE WILL NOT BE
DISMAYED
KNOWING THE BATTLE HAS BEEN FOUGHT
DEFEATED, THE STING OF THE GRAVE
WHAT ENDLESS LOVE HAS FILLED OUR HEARTS
AND IN US, FOREVER, HIS PEACE IMPARTS (X2)
IN TIMES OF WEAKNESS, TOIL AND PAIN WE FIND REST IN G-D
ALONE
FEAR BRINGS NO QUAKE UPON THIS ROCK; MESSIAH, OUR
CORNERSTONE
FULL OF SUCH PEACE WE FIND OUR STRENGTH
THOUGH WE MAY NOT COMPREHEND
MEASURES OF MERCY QUELL THE STRIFE AND COVER US TILL THE END
COME ON CHAMELEON
Words and Music by
Julia Vidito
Copyright 2012
I’VE TOLD YOU TIME AND TIME AGAIN
IF YOU WEREN’T A CHAMELEON I’D LIKE YOU MUCH MORE
I’D LIKE TO KNOW YOU, MY FRIEND
BUT YOU CHANGE COLORS EVERY TIME YOU WALK THROUGH A DOOR
WHY SO AFRAID? WHO ARE YOU CHANGING FOR?
I’VE KEPT BUSY PULLING AT YOUR MASK
YOU KNOW YOU’D SHINE MUCH BRIGHTER IF YOU’D LET YOURSELF
SHOW
LET THE WORLD KNOW WHAT YOU’RE LIVING FOR
IF THEY CAN’T SEE THE TRUTH IN YOU THEN HOW WILL THEY KNOW
LET YOUR LIGHT SHINE; OPEN THE DOOR
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON CHAMELEON
SHOW YOUR TRUE COLORS IN THE SON (X2)
YOU KNOW I SAY THESE WORDS OUT OF CONCERN
IT’S JUST BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND I HATE THE DISGUISE
MY OWN COLOR’S SHIFTING ALL THE TIME
I SEE MY MASK REFLECTED WHEN I LOOK IN YOUR EYES
OH WHO ARE…BUT WHO AM I?
LATELY IT SEEMS I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND WONDER WHERE I’VE
GONE
DO YOU KNOW ME OR JUST THE MASK THAT I’VE BEEN PUTTING ON
OH IT’S HARD TO LIVE AS BRIGHTLY AS THE LIGHT OF G-D’S SON
EVERY TIME I FALL
Words and Music by
Julia Vidito
Copyright 2012
HOW HARD IS MY HEART
TO KNOW THE TRUTH
AND, EVERY DAY, TO TURN FROM YOU
THE THINGS I HATE ARE THE THINGS I DO
I WANT TO SERVE YOU, FATHER, BUT I NEED TO BE NEW
EVERY TIME I FALL, THE SHAME IS ON YOU, ON YOU
EVERY SINFUL THOUGHT, THE GUILT FELL ON YOU, ON YOU
THE PUNISHMENT THAT BROUGHT MY PEACE FELL ON YOU
TEACH ME TO REND MY HEART
INSTEAD OF OUTER THINGS
I COULD GIVE UP ALL THAT I HAVE AND STILL NOT KNOW WHAT THIS
MEANS
THAT MY SINS OF SCARLET ARE NOT MY OWN
YOU TOOK THEM UPON YOUR BODY
TO SEE ME WHITE AS SNOW
I’VE BEEN BLINDED BY THE LIE THAT THE PAIN OF MY SIN WAS
ONLY MINE
NOW I’M HUMBLED BY THE TRUTH THAT ALL OF MY SHAME
ALL OF MY SORROW; ALL MY WEAKNESS
MY DEATH FELL ON YOU
DARK GLASS
words and music by Julia Vidito
copyright 2012
copyright 2012
I wish I knew right from wrong
I wish I didn't have that reason to write this song
I wish my mind would be still
I'd like to trust you enough to lose my will
But I'm looking through the dark glass to you
I'm looking through the dark glass to you
I'd like to know you by heart
Lend me the strength to give away the things that keep us apart
Oh won't you bring down these walls
Surround me by your army and their trumpet calls
Cause I'm looking through the dark glass to you
I'm looking through the dark glass to you
But when that day comes, I will see you face to face
And when that day comes I will sing your praise
Halleluja...
I'd trade this life for your touch
Without your love, you know, it isn't worth that much
I'll follow you all my days
To win this prize.... To know your face
Hallelujah...You are beautiful, my L-rd, we long to see your face...Hallelujah
THE WELL
words and music by Julia Vidito
copyright 2012
I've been wandering in the darkness
I have scorned You with my life
While defiant, I have felt Your hand upon me and I've run
Filled with anger from my own lies
What, then, could You want with me
I, who spat in Your sovereign face when You called
I heard my name on your tongue and shook white knuckles toward the sky
O G-d, how do you love me at all?
But it was You who called the woman at the well
To come and offer You a drink
And it was You who looked this wretch in the eye
And offered a well that won't run dry
Your persistent love is daunting
Time and time again I've met your kiss with shame
But inscribed as a sign on my hands are the words
"I love You" and my heartbeat is Your name
"I love You" and my heartbeat is Your name
O G-d, my heartbeat is Your name
To come and offer You a drink
And it was You who looked this wretch in the eye
And offered a well that won't run dry
Neither angels nor demons nor things in our past or yet to come...
No life or death...
Nothing can separate us from the love of G-d
Your love does not run dry
PSALM 23
music and word arrangement by Julia Vidito
copyright 2012
The L-rd is my shepherd
I will never want
He makes me lie down in green pastures
He leads me by still waters
There, He restores my soul
In righteousness He will guide me
For His name's sake
Even when I walk
Through the valley of shadows of death
I will not fear
For you are with me
Your rod and your staff; they comfort my soul
And I will dine at Your table before all my enemies
Surely goodness and mercy will follow me
All the days of my life
And I will dwell in my Father's house forever
For the L-rd is my shepherd
OVER ALL
words and music by Julia Vidito
copyright 2012
I've had so many days when my sin is all I can see
It's hard to believe in the mercy over me
I open the doors to incendiary doubts
They burn through my hope like a fire I can't put out
But through the smoke I see Your hand reaching out to me
I am so thankful that You are guiding me
Cause every day I fall
But, praise the L-rd, He is over all
Covering my life with this flood
I am made clean through the power of His blood
There is no greater sacrifice but that a man lay down his life
Not by the deeds that I have done
I'm called redeemed through the death of G-d's Son
I don't always remember that my life belongs to You
But it fills me with peace every single time that I do
Cause in my own hands it is sand pouring down
And what would I have in the end but dirt on the ground
But through the dust I see Your hand reaching out to me
I am so thankful that You are guiding me
Cause every day I fall
But, praise the L-rd, He is over all
Covering my life with this flood
I am made clean through the power of His blood
There is no greater sacrifice but that a man lay down his life
Not by the deeds that I have done
I'm called redeemed through the death of G-d's Son
Hallelujah!
AIRPORTS
words and music by Julia Vidito
copyright 2012
copyright 2012
We said goodbye in the airport
Funny, that's the place we first said hello
Years ago when we were children
And you still loved me so
The thing about airports and me;
We're always struggling to know where we are
So many thoughts from everywhere just passing through
Some parts are always in the dark...
Some things are always in the dark
And woven through this heart of mine
A tangled cord I can't unwind
I thought I'd love you all my life... all my life
Looking back it's plane to see
That you and I could never soar hand in hand
But all young dreamers only see the white clouds
Unaware of where we'll land
And in the dark parts of me
Are secrets I don't even know on my own
If there's one thing that you should hear in my song...
I'm sorry you felt so alone
We may have regrets, but maybe what we've learned was worth the price
I'd do it all again if only to recall the love in your eyes
And woven through this heart of mine
The threads of you I won't unwind
And I will love you all my life
Woven through this heart of mine
The threads of you I won't unwind
And I will love you all my life... all my life
I AM YOUR G-D
words and music by Julia Vidito
copyright 2012
copyright 2012
Do not be afraid, for I am your G-d
I created the Heavens and Earth; I know who you are
My Word lights the path that leads to my throne
Your joy, your fulfillment, your life is in me alone
I am the Sar Shalom, El Gibor, Peleh Yoetz, El Elyon
Alef and the Tav; I am I am
I am redemption of your life
I am the one who commands the waves
I am Yeshua, I am I am
What can man do to harm you who take shelter in my arms
I, who sustain the living and breathe life into the dead
Are there better things to do than what I have planned for you?
I am your Creator; I AM
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