i heard there was a secret chord, that david played and it pleased the Lord, but you don't really care for music do you?

there are some times when nothing can take the place of a perfect, peaceful song. seriously, i cant think of how many times i've wished i had a soundtrack to my life, to celebrate all the awesome moments and to comfort me in all the trying ones. a while ago i was talking with some friends about whether or not i would rather lose my sight or my hearing, and at that time i couldn't really make up my mind, but right now, listening to paolo nutini, jason mraz, and jeff buckley, i cant imagine going through life without music. 

of course i love colors and all the beautiful wonders of the world; im eternally thankful for them. but to never be able to sit back, relax, and put on Debussy's claire de lune, or dance out to The Scissor Sisters while getting ready for school, i just dont think that my life would be as full as it is. 

most importantly though, i've come to the realizaton that i can feel the Spirit of Christ most powerfully when i listen to music. when i go to church, as goody-two-shoes as this sounds, the thing i look forward to most is singing the opening and closing hymns in every meeting and class, and my choir practices are the highlights of my week. not only because i get to meet with some of the most wonderful people i know, but because if somehow, sometime during that day or that week or whatever, if i've lost the Light of Christ in my life, it is always readily available to me in the music of the hymn book. there have been too many times to count when i've desperately needed some sort of guidance, some sort of comfort, some sort of peace and we sing the perfect hymn that i've needed that day in sacrament meeting. music has been the medium by which more than one of my prayers have been answered. and for that, i am eternally grateful to God for blessing some with the gift of music so that they can share that gift with others. namely, for now, me.