THIS ISN'T A BLOG, AS MUCH AS IT IS MY REFLECTION OF THE IMPACT OF MUSIC IN MY LIFE. enjoy!
Music you move me in ways that I could never imagine. You have been there as a soundtrack to my life, my soul, my journey to heaven. Every beat has caught the up and the downs. The harmony sung during times of climatic proportions, made every note sung as epic as the crescendo of cymbal during the orchestra of my celebrated years. The key change of the song right before a milestone reaches its zenith and the drop to a minor key when my life has hit its lows. You have made the hairs on my body stand at attention when a note is hit majestically perfect. You have made me close my eyes and imagine heaven, and have allowed me to envision the darkness of hell. You have put a triumphant smile on my face when the perfect song is sung, like the smile of a thousand mothers staring at their new born baby for the first time.
You have captivated me in ways that I have never been captivated. You captured a part of my mind and heart that has made me forget about the haters, and sing a song to would change their minds about me. You were there to get me motivated as I looked my scholastic obstacles in the eye and told it today is my day; failure is not an option. You were even there when I first laid eyes on my future wife, encouraging me with the sound of trumpet blast to ask her hand for a dance that would last more than just that day, and go past the boundaries of that dance floor.
Music I love you more than you know, but it pales in comparison to the love that I have for my wife and child. As my wife holds me tonight and says “Your all I ever needed” I’m reminded that music you are a vehicle. Music, you are that vehicle that drives me and family like a Sunday cruise through New England's foliage, without us evening knowing it. You’ve captivated me and family with your diversity. Music you are that instrument that plays a celestial song, like at Mass. On Sunday during the Liturgy I am held in awe by the calling to partake in the Holy Sacrifice as you play the strings of my mind and my heart creating the perfect chord progression, thus leading me to a greater intimacy and reliance on my Lord, as the angelic words “Be not afraid…I go before you always, Come follow me, And I will give you rest.” Yet I realize that when “the music fades and all is stripped away”, that I have to come back to the heart…of it.
The love for my family is the heart of it. It is the perfect song that has ever been composed, produced, recorded, and heard. The song, that doesn't end and refuses to fade. That song driven by my love for them will be the sound track of my life here with my family. That song will be played in heaven when we all arrive before the throne unblemished. The song that the angels and saints will sing to welcome their servant family home, as our Lord, the song of songs, takes center stage and says with the most epic crescendo yet “well done my good and faithful servants” and the tear off of my face will be the maestros final wave of his baton, moving ever so slowly to fade out my song, as I frame my platinum hit on the walls of the kingdom and join in the choir of the heavenly throne singing “Hosanna in the HIGHEST”
Music you move me, and Lord you lead.
Oscar "Two Ten" Rivera is all about bringing the fire. Passionate, comedic, and driven to deliver the truth, the right way.