You, yes you!!
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| Jonathan born 16th July 1998 |
The one who let that comment from someone stop you from saying what you really felt.
The one who took to heart the negativity that people who do not really matter threw at you.
The one who was told they could not do something and so you let it stop you from trying.
The one who tried shouting but felt that the words got lost in the echo of an empty hall.
When you were in the womb your lungs began to develop, when you entered the world they were
When you were in the womb your lungs began to develop, when you entered the world they were
filled with fluid and flat, if all went well then within seconds of entering the world the sudden change of temperature caused you to breathe in for the first time, those lungs filled with air and out came your voice in the only way it could - you cried. Since the first babies were born, that has been one of the sounds of life, long before we could listen into the womb and hear the heartbeat, long before we could take pictures of an unborn child. Inside you moved and wriggled and kicked but from the moment you came into the world you used your voice, you took breath and you cried, "I'm here and I'm alive". Your voice is a sound of reassurance to parents who waited many weeks to meet their child that all is well and you are alive, it is a sound that brings joy, relief, and happiness to almost every parent.
I remember when my son was born 8 weeks early, nearly 17 years ago, he was born not able to breathe without help and for several moments after he arrived the doctors worked to help him take his first breath. minutes seemed to take forever as we all strained our ears for that first cry to tell us he was here and all right, and eventually it came. The feeling of joy and relief that it brought was immeasurable. Next week he turns 17 years old and is 6ft2 and his voice has blessed me time and again. Do not let something so important, so vital be silenced by the words and actions of others. When you choose to use your voice, use it to create, build up, care and love and in my case (as with many others) to sing.
I remember when my son was born 8 weeks early, nearly 17 years ago, he was born not able to breathe without help and for several moments after he arrived the doctors worked to help him take his first breath. minutes seemed to take forever as we all strained our ears for that first cry to tell us he was here and all right, and eventually it came. The feeling of joy and relief that it brought was immeasurable. Next week he turns 17 years old and is 6ft2 and his voice has blessed me time and again. Do not let something so important, so vital be silenced by the words and actions of others. When you choose to use your voice, use it to create, build up, care and love and in my case (as with many others) to sing.
Please keep shouting, please keep speaking, please keep singing and please keep reaching out. Because your voice is worth hearing, it does not need to be heard by everyone, just the right people at the right moment.
I have had the privilege of hearing many people's stories about their families, parents, siblings and friends and too often the stories are not filled with love and care, but rejection and hatred and abuse. I am lucky, I come from a strong and loving family, I was wanted (although a surprise addition) and deeply loved by my parents and sisters. I grew up in a close knit wonderful church family who taught me a lot about God and community and I think time and time again how lucky I am to have had that.
So this is to tell all those who have ever, from the moment of birth until this moment now, been led to believe otherwise - your voice is precious and wonderful, it speaks of life, it is capable of some most pow
erful things, good things, miraculous things, little kindness type things. Use it well, use it as loudly or as quietly as need be. But please, use it, because it is a gift that not everyone has and you are worth hearing.
I have had the privilege of hearing many people's stories about their families, parents, siblings and friends and too often the stories are not filled with love and care, but rejection and hatred and abuse. I am lucky, I come from a strong and loving family, I was wanted (although a surprise addition) and deeply loved by my parents and sisters. I grew up in a close knit wonderful church family who taught me a lot about God and community and I think time and time again how lucky I am to have had that.
So this is to tell all those who have ever, from the moment of birth until this moment now, been led to believe otherwise - your voice is precious and wonderful, it speaks of life, it is capable of some most pow
erful things, good things, miraculous things, little kindness type things. Use it well, use it as loudly or as quietly as need be. But please, use it, because it is a gift that not everyone has and you are worth hearing.
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