"Where words fail, music speaks." I wonder why that is... I can write a journal entry, but I always extract lines from it and turn it into a song. For some reason, adding a melody makes it speak louder, travel further. I can write poetry but it always turns into lyrics. Something about adding accompaniment to it gives it more meaning, more sentimentality. Listening to music always breaks my heart, for better or worse (depends on the mood!). Playing music mends my heart, and eases my mind. Other than the love of God, this is the best natural high in life. So in the cheesiest sense of the commercials, music is my antidrug. It just takes me to a different world, and I can be free from the judgements, trials, and expectations of the world that the Lord has promised would exist. So in my world, Jesus was the greatest gift! But music runs a close second.