Michael,
I LOVE it when you make me laugh when I read your posts in my office - not so fond of the funny looks I get...heh, but that's another story.
I wanna get the "it" - I really do. Some days yes, some days no. I guess yesterday was a "no" day. Thanks for the "atta boy" though.
I just read your "I want to change the world but I can't stop channel surfing" post. I think we're all there - some days it's too much to even change the channel...
I have this longing to make a difference, but something about my day to day sucks the life out of me - and it's all I can do some days to keep the status quo...
I guess that's ordinary. And I guess there are moments - yes, I am very proud to have been able to take a song about a guy leaving his girlfriend and connect with a grieving group of people who needed to hear the Gospel in their language - and I'm proud to say that it had very little to do with me... I actuallly went into the service with no notes (okay, I had the lyrics of Free Bird and a note about when Skynyrd's plane went down and half the band died) but I went in having spent hours in prayer.
And that's the end of it for me. I come to the end of me - and God is there. I find I'm at the edge of who I am, what I know, what I can do, and God is there.
And some days it takes really good friends who are 800 miles away to remind me of that.
Grace and Peace, Michael.
I LOVE it when you make me laugh when I read your posts in my office - not so fond of the funny looks I get...heh, but that's another story.
I wanna get the "it" - I really do. Some days yes, some days no. I guess yesterday was a "no" day. Thanks for the "atta boy" though.
I just read your "I want to change the world but I can't stop channel surfing" post. I think we're all there - some days it's too much to even change the channel...
I have this longing to make a difference, but something about my day to day sucks the life out of me - and it's all I can do some days to keep the status quo...
I guess that's ordinary. And I guess there are moments - yes, I am very proud to have been able to take a song about a guy leaving his girlfriend and connect with a grieving group of people who needed to hear the Gospel in their language - and I'm proud to say that it had very little to do with me... I actuallly went into the service with no notes (okay, I had the lyrics of Free Bird and a note about when Skynyrd's plane went down and half the band died) but I went in having spent hours in prayer.
And that's the end of it for me. I come to the end of me - and God is there. I find I'm at the edge of who I am, what I know, what I can do, and God is there.
And some days it takes really good friends who are 800 miles away to remind me of that.
Grace and Peace, Michael.
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