The song that could not be heard.

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Most of the time when the going was through, I would go to one of my hiding places. A hiding place is somewhere that I went to try sort through what everything I was facing. Most of the time I would go to my music room and play my keyboard and was able to sort through it all very quickly…

But this night there was no hiding place, no comfort to be found. After my wife went to bed, I went to my music room. As I sat down at the keyboard and placed my hands on the keys. Not a song could be found and nor a melody found that would comfort the very soul. It seemed the song of hope and joy that I had was taken away and replaced by the possibility of losing this fight. As my fingers sat on the keys unmoving. The tears fell from my eyes and trickled down my cheeks on to the ivories, and they played a song and melody that only the master could understand and hear.

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You see the tears came from the depths of my heart and created a song so sweet that it touched the master heart, and a peace flooded my soul, and I knew that I would make it. To most it would have looked as though I had given up and they looked like tears of despair and hopelessness. But to the master it was the tears of a lesson learned and also the tears of the grit and determination to keep moving.

If you can’t fly, then run. If you can’t run, then walk. If you can’t walk, then crawl. But whatever you do just keep moving forward.

Dr. Martin Luther King

Though I did not know the road ahead and what it was ahead there was no doubt that I was going to keep moving.

Sometimes our greatest challenges in life may bring us to tears and it may seem all is lost but know that life takes notice and help will come but it up to us to dig down to the depth of our very soul and find the grit and determination to keep moving forward. While this night was difficult it was just the start of one of the longest and grueling battle that I had ever faced and if I did not win this battle there was no coming back and my life would be no more.

Until next time there are a few things you can do. First subscribe to the blog so you don’t miss any new and exciting content. Share what you have learned for it may help someone along the way and finally “Stay encouraged along your journey, you my friend are one step closer to the next peak.”

2 thoughts on “The song that could not be heard.

  1. Anthony, This email is extraordinarily beautiful and true and thank you so much for sharing it and Dr. MLK’s quote! Go forth!! Win 🙂


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