Written very late on a Sunday night. V_V

Right. So. My special this morning.
I'm still not quite completely better from my sickness, so that was my excuse for my voice cracking multiple times. >_> For some reason when I get talking when I'm up on the podium, I get a little shaky and I don't know why... And when I touch on the slightest of emotional subjects, I start to tear up. And the song itself is a modicum high, and, yeah.... Not my greatest performance to say the least. v_v
<_< Well. >_> Anyway.
The first part of the song goes like this.

Clay houses I build,

around me they stay.

Inside I know they'll crumble soon

but I hope it's not today.

But now I can't stand up to fight

I can't stand on my own tonight

So hold me Jesus

cause the rain is pouring down.

The song is called "Clay Houses". ^_^ It's loosely based on a quote from Mother Theresa. "You'll never know Jesus is all you need, until Jesus is all you have." 

Maybe I'll post a recording of my singing the full song..... someday....

Jason, the guitarist for the band I opened for last June, said afterwards today that he got a new recording thing (can't remember what he called it), so if I wanted to record some of my stuff sometime I could call him and he would set me up. ^_^ So who knows, that may be sooner than we think. Sooner than someday. 

*Ahem* So after a slightly squeaky performance - well, at least to my ears - I put my guitar on the stand, then got my foot caught on the cord and tripped and knocked my guitar off the stand.... D; *Sigh...* At least I think that's how it happened. <_< So I made sure my poor instrument wasn't injured, then I went back to sit down with my family.

So, not exactly the wonderful first public debut of a Rachel-written song, like I'd hoped. =P But I thought, "well, my weakness just points to His perfect strength, then. ^_^" although albeit through a little drag of melancholy still in my head. But Dad wrote this note a few minutes later and had Mom pass it down to me.

He's always been one for writing me sweet notes like that. He is such a good dad... x)

Later when we were sitting together he said again, "You did a beautiful job on that song." 

I shrugged. "My voice cracked a lot. =P"

He smiled. "That's what made it all the more beautiful."

Aww, he's so sweet! ^_^ I have the best biggest fan ever. 

So yeah, I actually got quite a few complements on the song afterwards, some from people I didn't even know, who I think were just visiting our church. Not that the complements are what matters anyway, but it was nice to hear. ;) Apparently not too many people noticed my off-key-ness... >_> Nice to know. xD

I hadn't openly told anyone that I wrote that song - mainly cause I wanted a honest response to see what they thought of it. Mom enjoyed bragging about that fact to people who inquired, though. xD Which I guess is cool. ^_^

So yeah. Despite cringing when I think about how things went this morning, I'm actually really glad they went he way they did. Jesus has been showing me to depend on Him more lately, and I think that's what He did again this morning. I kinda had it coming I suppose.... I was the one that asked for my weakness to point to Him... v_v How could I not expect a result? And He showed me that...well it doesn't matter if I completely mess up, which I'll doubtless do again countless times throughout my life. He doesn't care, and He still loves me anyway. And apparently, so do a lot of other people. 

So yes, very good to know. ^_^ I have pretty much the best friends and family in the world, and people that enjoy my music. Even when I squeak when playing it. <_< Good to know indeed. ;)