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I hate my name! I hate the question it makes people ask! I hate my life! Being honest, I have to admit that I hate almost everything! Since you don’t know me, you have no idea why my view of the world is so negative. Let me fill you in.
My name is Melody Grace. Everyone I meet thinks my name is so beautiful. They laughingly say it’s ‘melodic as it rolls off your tongue.’ Ha, ha, so funny—not. As bad as that raises my hackles, the question I get is worse: "Since your name is Melody, does that mean you can sing?" I want to scream every time I hear it. Everyone thinks it’s a joke, and they usually have a smirk on their face when they ask that stupid question. All I can do is smile and be polite, no matter what I’m feeling inside—mom said so. She says people don’t intend to make me angry when they ask that, they’re just kidding around. I know she’s right, and I guess maybe the question wouldn’t be so bad if I could sing. You see, I can’t carry a tune in a bucket—I’m tone deaf. All the notes sound the same. I’d love to make a beautiful sound with my voice and move people to tears with my lilting. I move them to tears all right—but its tears of anguish and agony.
My father always told me that I was named Melody Grace because of the sweet music God’s grace brings us. I believed this until I was seven. That’s when he left my mother and me. About that time I started hating that stupid question about my name, as well as my life. I just wish I knew how to put some sweet ‘melody’ in my life. My best friend, Karen, told me Jesus can make my life beautiful like music and invited me to her church youth group. I’m not sure what Jesus can do for me, but I guess I’ll find out Sunday.
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