(For the girl I lit the candles for)

I rarely if ever sing at church.  I’m not really comfortable showing my full emotions in this manner.  Even when playing guitar, I held back.

But it is in worship when we are truly free.  When all is stripped away and we are naked, vulnerable in the eyes of God.

I remember this one video clip shot of you at church singing during a service. You are supremely secure and confident.

I find myself worshiping the most at rock concerts.  In the dark, faceless in a crowd, I finally feel the freedom to sing and cry. 

Songs of hope, praise, yearning, defiance, overcoming, surrender.