I'm talking about mostly instrumental music. It soothes my soul and helps me express myself in ways I cannot with words. It's apparent as I try to write (in words) on this blog.
When I was 5 years old I had an accident that severed a tendon in my right hand, making it impossible for me to bend my thumb or reach with it. I was sent to one of two hand specialists in the country. This one was in San Fransisco. My tendon was repaired but I still cannot fully extend my thumb as far as "normal". I can, however, reach an octave on the piano. The scars on my hand remind me of God's gift of healing and of music.
In a little while I'll sit down at the piano and just play. This relaxes me, helps me express feelings, spurs my praying, comforts my soul and sometimes just makes me happy!
I am so thankful to be able to play and to enjoy music.