Intonation
Voices are strange things.
I started today out very care free. Then because boys will be boys... and they do things like jump out of trees, Tim hurt his knee. And i knew he wanted me to talk, to distract him, to make it feel better. Its a strange feeling to know my voice does anything helpful. But i knew it, i knew i just needed to speak. It was on parr with humming to a child. Not that i think of him as a child at all, but the idea is the same. When a toddler stumbles you coo and humm and speak low and soft...this was like that except i had to be humorous and sympathetic in an ego boosting type way. Boys will be boys...
Then at work, Amanda called me. I drive her to school everyday and she used to be on my cheer team. She was frantic and upset and said that she needed to be dropped off with me. I learned the whole story later. Poor kid, life is too hard at 15 it seems. Not that i'm much older but 2 years is something. We ended up talking and dealing with all of the unnecessary stress in that girls life, and i prayed with her. I haven't ever prayed for anyone like that before, with her crying, and later thanking me like i had done some huge favor when all i did was give her a ride, buy her coffee, and then pray for like a minute. I used words Jenn prayed over me last year when i was in a similar place, i hope they helped. My voice sounds so small and unsure when i pray.
Tonight i had to set up the gym for the chapel service, or more accurately be there while the boys carry equipment for moral support and required annoyance. I wanted nothing more than to see Logan. Last time at gym set up we sat on top of the bleachers and talked. I barely know him but his voice is my favorite. I don't need to know him well, and he doesn't need to understand me. I just wanted him to talk so i could hear his voice, deep and even. His voice is so calming its ridiculous, when he sings at Prayer Room services i am in awe. I know that pretty soon i wont ever see him again, he isn't a close friend i will keep in touch with, but i won't ever forget his voice. I want to marry someone with a voice like that.
Tim's voice used to be comforting, it isn't anymore. Now i just worry and comfort him.
My voice doesn't feel strong enough to comfort Amanda as much as i want to.
Logan did talk to me, but we were interrupted.
I want to hear God's audible voice one day. I want to know what the perfect voice sounds like. How it sings, how it laughs. I am sure that sound is perfect.
I started today out very care free. Then because boys will be boys... and they do things like jump out of trees, Tim hurt his knee. And i knew he wanted me to talk, to distract him, to make it feel better. Its a strange feeling to know my voice does anything helpful. But i knew it, i knew i just needed to speak. It was on parr with humming to a child. Not that i think of him as a child at all, but the idea is the same. When a toddler stumbles you coo and humm and speak low and soft...this was like that except i had to be humorous and sympathetic in an ego boosting type way. Boys will be boys...
Then at work, Amanda called me. I drive her to school everyday and she used to be on my cheer team. She was frantic and upset and said that she needed to be dropped off with me. I learned the whole story later. Poor kid, life is too hard at 15 it seems. Not that i'm much older but 2 years is something. We ended up talking and dealing with all of the unnecessary stress in that girls life, and i prayed with her. I haven't ever prayed for anyone like that before, with her crying, and later thanking me like i had done some huge favor when all i did was give her a ride, buy her coffee, and then pray for like a minute. I used words Jenn prayed over me last year when i was in a similar place, i hope they helped. My voice sounds so small and unsure when i pray.
Tonight i had to set up the gym for the chapel service, or more accurately be there while the boys carry equipment for moral support and required annoyance. I wanted nothing more than to see Logan. Last time at gym set up we sat on top of the bleachers and talked. I barely know him but his voice is my favorite. I don't need to know him well, and he doesn't need to understand me. I just wanted him to talk so i could hear his voice, deep and even. His voice is so calming its ridiculous, when he sings at Prayer Room services i am in awe. I know that pretty soon i wont ever see him again, he isn't a close friend i will keep in touch with, but i won't ever forget his voice. I want to marry someone with a voice like that.
Tim's voice used to be comforting, it isn't anymore. Now i just worry and comfort him.
My voice doesn't feel strong enough to comfort Amanda as much as i want to.
Logan did talk to me, but we were interrupted.
I want to hear God's audible voice one day. I want to know what the perfect voice sounds like. How it sings, how it laughs. I am sure that sound is perfect.
