Why Do I Wonder Who I Really Am?

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 The Magic of Music

I am a music lover. I am not a trained musician, except for the few years I spent learning to play the violin in school when I was growing up. This brief musical training gave me a few skills that allowed me to plunk out on the piano the simple melodies that started coming into my mind, which grew into songs, after I was married and had children.

I've always been intrigued with how many millions of melodies can be composed out of just eight basic notes, along with a variety of rhythms and musical dynamics.  I've also been amazed with the never-ending creative lyrics that can be written to go along with these melodies. To me, it is all simply magical!

Most of the time when I compose a song, the lyrics and the melodies come into my mind at the same time. Once in a while however, I don’t get the music—only the words. This was the case when I wrote the song, “Why Do I Wonder?” This was a song that I was writing to go along with my 13 Choices for Happiness and High Self-esteem lessons, which I was going to be teaching to a youth group at church.

The lyrics came easily, but I struggled and struggled to figure out the music to go along with the words. I finally called it quits and went to talk to my sixteen-year-old son, Ben, who was also a self-taught musician and composer himself. He was playing the piano in the basement of our house in Londonderry, New Hampshire when I handed him my lyrics and said dejectedly, “I am writing a new song, but I don’t have the music. Maybe you do.” Then I sadly walked back upstairs to my bedroom.

Thirty minutes later, Ben came upstairs with a little smile on his face holding some sheet music in his hand. He simply said, “I think I have your music.”

I followed him downstairs and listened to him play the piano and sing the lyrics to “Why Do I Wonder?” When he finished playing, tears were streaming down my face. I looked at him and said through my tears, “Yes, you had the music!”

The question I have for all people who don’t think of themselves as musicians or composers or artists or actors or entertainers or creators or inventors or entrepreneurs is this: what "music" might be hibernating within you?

Perhaps you can’t get your “music” out by yourself.

Perhaps you will need to team up with someone else to find your true “music.”

I say to everyone: Be courageous. Find your inner “music” and let it come out. There is someone, besides yourself, who needs to hear it.


Why Do I Wonder?

VERSE 1
Why do I wonder who I really am?
Why do I doubt Heavenly Father’s true Plan?
Why am I searching, still trying to find,
the answers to questions in my mind?

CHORUS
I guess I just need a little more faith.
I guess I just need to learn how to wait.
I guess I just need to follow the Plan.
And then someday, yes, someday,
I’ll know who I am.

VERSE 2
Why do I wonder if God’s really there?
Why do I doubt the great power of prayer?
Why am I searching, still trying to know,
the answers that someday will be shown?

CHORUS
I guess I just need a little more faith.
I guess I just need to learn how to wait.
I guess I just need to follow the Plan.
And then someday, yes, someday,
I’ll know who I am.

VERSE 3
Why do I wonder if I’m really loved?
Why do I doubt my dear Savior above?
Why am I searching, still trying to learn,
the answers the Spirit shall discern?

CHORUS
I guess I just need a little more faith.
I guess I just need to learn how to wait.
I guess I just need to follow the Plan.
And then someday, yes, someday,
I’ll know who I am.