From Idea to Hook

After my quiet time today, I wanted to work on creating song seeds. I call them seeds because they are just the beginning, the beginning of new life. It starts with an idea and I will pray that the Spirit will water as I work.

First, I created a spreadsheet. Now I know what some will say "That's a bit organized, don't you think, Miss Type A?! I've got my napkin to jot on." I say, "Great, whatever works!" My thought is to have a working copy to add to and manipulate. I'll save the former for my tea time.

So up came ideas while I was reading Matthew, Acts, John, and Psalms. These include words and phrases,...taste
light
stroke of a pen
accomplished
face of an angel
God of Glory
covenant
enable me
time draws near to fulfill his promise
living words to pass on
when the foundations are being destroyed, what can the righteous do? Ps 11
though the bows bend, and aim is sure
keeping sound
balance
being fruitful by remaining in him

Second, I put on some music. Chris Rice's Smell the Color Nine. I love Chris' lyrics. I can tell he puts a lot of thought into them!
A mood developed. I remembered how grateful I am to be able to create and write for Him.
The next thought came..."Will I ever be able to make another album?" I love doing this sooo much!
Bearing fruit...uhmm.
Then I let my fingers type the following. There's no structure. It's free flowing. Can you see a hook yet? There is no melody yet. No music. But there is an idea to start with, a seed. May God continue to give me fruit as I remain in Him. And thank you Chris!

Waiting for the possibility of having my heart still sing for you
Whilst limitations and aspirations strain my point of view
For when I sing I know you smile not because of me but your hope you show in what you've given me to do
it's for me
it'’s for you
I love to sing to them for you
for you, my Lord

How will these songs grow?
What will they say?
Can I knit them in plastic to soar across the earth
spinning round and round
or broken in the bites they need to be to be heard

You're word has been my light and I just want to tell them
you're real there's hope in you and I can see
you're reality for me.

Next Time: Decision: Hook, Hold, or Hang it?