When all is stripped away...

Its sad that it takes something being taken away from me for me to really appreciate whatever that thing is. Wait wait wait...it seems like all I do is wait. Wait to love, wait to move, wait for God, wait for answers, wait to believe. Why am I waiting and What am I waiting for? I just need to do the things I love, move where I feel moved, believe because its true, seek the answers, love without reservation...

Music is the passion of my heart. For the last week I have been sick...stomach sick, head sick, throat sick, voice sick. Singing is something that I love that I completely take for granted. Going a day without singing is like going a day without breathing. I didnt realize the significance until it was stripped from me the last week. Ive been taking drugs like crazy trying to clear all this maddness up, but its not moving as fast as I would like. I wasnt able to sing last week at church, so I sat in the pew just listening. As I closed my eyes they started singing "Im coming back to the heart of worship and its all about you...its all about you Jesus...im sorry Lord for the thing Ive made it cause its all about you...its all about you Jesus. " Its just not about me.

Working on a Thankful Heart...

Alive or Dead...

It doesnt seem possible to be alive yet not living.

I am. I am the one not living yet still breathing. What is it that will make me come alive? I suppose if God is willing to give me life and breath for one more day, one more moment, I should do something with it. Its the What that has got me stumped. Laughter, music, singing, giving, helping, resting, thinking...those are the things that make me come alive. Why am I so thoughtless about the important things? Why do we spend the majority of our time breathing in the air on the surface when the air that gives life is in the depths. Think, be real, get deep, breath in life and live for the things that matter...

Who's rowing my boat?

Well...I've decided to give this blog thing a try. I hope to bring my creative juices to the forefront after an absence of quite some time. When I dont feel like telling everyone what is going on in my life they can just read my thoughts on here. Here goes...

Sometimes I feel like a paddle with no boat. I've got things going...just don't have the gumption to get there. Someone asked me the other day what my plans were. I told this person that I need someone else to tell me what my plans are next. Now, does that make any sense? No...but that's what I said. I have got to quit waiting for something or someone to tell me what to do next. Maybe Im thinking that marriage is my easy way out of having to figure out what to do with my life. I am not usually a follower. Especially when it comes to guys, but if I found the "one" I wouldn't be alone in figuring things out. I know...im not alone. God is here...I just need to give him my paddle. I would feel safer in His boat anyway.