my most favorite place

rewind back to '09.

rough year.

I had experienced some low lows in 2009.

It was Christmas time.

I think I asked for a dooney and bourke purse.

(got it).

I was in a year of transition. lots of changes.

and as ya'll know by now... i dont like change all that much.

But change was a happenin to me.

I was living with Scott and Kim and Josh had JUST come home.

(that was so wonderful).

so anyways...

I wasnt working at the time and so my days were full of tenisha, josh and brooke time. :)

Tenisha time = so much fun.

Josh time = wonderful

Brooke time = piano time.

I found myself spending a lot of time in the word and searching for.... anything.

answers?? maybe.

direction?? eh, kinda.

peace?? totally.

I would drive across the street and go to my church.

I would walk in and go straight to the sanctuary.

Not turn on any lights except maybe one stage light so I could see something.

sit at the piano.

and literally UNLOAD.

play, sing, cry. make phone calls. (not kidding).

It kinda became my "spot" if you will.

serenity met me there.

it was heaven.

Now the hard part is that the church is only available for random piano usage at certain times.

I couldnt walk right in on any given day....

so my time there was limited... but well worth it.

.... but limited.

So... back to Christmas.

...Opening gifts with the family and I am opening my last gift and my dad tells me its on his cell phone.

He then shows me a picture.

of a.....

drum roll please?

piano.

"my" piano.

blue and white stand up piano.

with my favorite bible verse written across the front.

Psalm 147: 1-3

Hallelujah! Its a good thing to sing praise to our God;

praise is beautiful, praise is fitting.

God's the one who rebuilds Jerusalem, who regathers Israel's scattered exiles.

He heals the heartbroken and bandages their wounds.

He counts the stars and assigns each a name.

Our Lord is great, with limitless strength;

we'll never comprehend what He knows and does.

God puts the fallen on their feet again and pushes the wicked into the ditch.

*that is some goooood stuff right there.. i dont care who you are*

(I'll leave a few moments for ya'll to "awwwwwww")

My parents got me a piano and since then it has been sitting at the Sprat-house in their basement.

UNTIL RECENTLY (this christmas) when my dad moved it into my room.

can i just tell you that its simply heavenly having a piano in my room.

in the basement. in my space. where I can play WHENEVER i want.

last week I played at 2 am. and no one heard.

it. was. marvelous.

I have been playing like crazy lately.

Not playing anything fancy, not writing anything.

Just playing and singing. and worshipping.

and listening and listening. and... listening.

i've been hearing some good stuff people. :)

So... best gift I have ever received.. by far :)

it keeps giving. :)

ugh.. i have a WONDERFUL mom&dad.

So... this is my favorite place.

just in case ya'll were wonderin. :)