As his fingers found the chords, a melody began to weave through the humid air. It wasn't a song of victory yet; it was a song of yearning .
He felt the pressure of trials that seemed never-ending. As his fingers found the chords, a melody
He sang to the shadows. He sang about the "pastoral verde" (green pasture) he couldn't see yet, and the "águas tranquilas" (still waters) he desperately needed to find. Each verse was a brick being removed from the wall around his heart. He wasn't singing because he felt happy; he was singing until he felt hope. The Dawn Arrives As his fingers found the chords
He looked up at the stars and simply whispered, "Lord, I want to believe again." The Song in the Dark As his fingers found the chords, a melody