Most people who were there in the audience,
I'm sure, did miss it.
That barely perceptible nod, saying "Now. Go!"
I sat in front of my computer screen, hungrily watching a music video I watch countless times---
when I need encouraging
or when I need to celebrate,
when I need to remember
that a God I can't completely unravel
longs for all of me:
my desirable attributes
and the qualities that sting my own heart,
my weaknesses that make me feel
more like a liability instead of an asset.
The musician part of myself noticed it---the guitar player's quick glance at the vocalist, the vocalist's barely discernible nod back to him, which signaled: "Yes. Now!" And the song transitioned into climactic height of the bridge. I always smile at that part, as I recall in delight every nonverbal communication that passes between members of a band on stage, unspoken messages to bring each suble piece together into a work of art.
