1 min readNov 11, 2022


Melodies from heaven rain down on me.

Hard to read those lyrics and not sing or humm them.

I want that kind of feeling when they mention you and I.

That when you think of her, you subconsciously have to acknowledge Him.

Like thinking of Whitney, you most definitely think of Bobby, or like craving a PBJ, knowing that if one part is missing, you will be thinking well this just ain’t quite right.

See I wanted more for me, but I was always in my own way, kind of like running a race, but at Usain Bolts pace.

I had to learn to be patient,and kind. But then came new traits that had nothing to do with my own arrogant mind; I had to be humble, compromised, and above all else, I learned to be Quiet.

It was in the moments where I had no control that I learned about the depths of my soul. I guess this was where I found out that God did exist. It was in a word that rhymed with Guessed. For He gave me life, with an overflow of Grace and Mercy. Created in me a want and desire wrapped up in a thirst that no water source on earth could satisfy. He caused me to think about things, that made me believe that I could try…

All because of a song where the lyrics had to be sung, or hummed.

🎶 melodies from Heaven 🎶

-HennessyJ. ©️2022




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