Personal CREED and Thank You, Shawley!

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

In my explorings of Dad's album library and my daily I-am-jobless-so-why-not-dance dancings around the living room... I've made a discovery! C R E E D. How can music so MALE, so hard and raspy rough, be so PRETTY?? Gorgeous. Really. Listen to One Last Breath on their Weathered album and tell me that's not music as music should be. Ugh! goodness. good goodness.

So, what's so personal about Creed? Fasten your safety belts, GP and Mom, here's a flashy Aubrey exposure.

SCENE ONE: SBU campus. 1999. Outdoor chapel. Wednesday night worship. Early evening. Early fall. Zach Atchley leading worship on acoustic guitar. I'm standing with new friends in the wooden stands, singing "I will sing of your love forever"---Zach changes the words to: "I will SPEAK of your love forever"-- and I know (with that pulse racing knowing)... that is the purpose of my life.

SCENE TWO: Daily Grind. 2006. Bolivar coffee shop hangout. Tuesday night. Chatting with Shawley (one great barista!) at the bar. Drinking tea. I'm a little confused and cynical about missions having returned from Thailand... If I couldn't communicate the simplest things to Thai people without cultural confusion, how could I, a foreigner, share Christ better than a local?? I can't remember exactly how the conversation went, but Shawley said something about how Christians get so caught up in projects, and he wants to love people. PERIOD. That's it! Real missions isn't about blazing lights and photos on the fridge (please hear me, I'm not trying to knock those photos, it's just not for me), it's about loving PEOPLE in real ways--right where you are. That's the good stuff. Thanks, Shawley.

SCENE THREE: Living room outside Fort Worth, TX. Summer 2006 (ok-today!). Jam time. Mid-morning. Track 11. Lullaby.

Hush my love now don't you cry
Everything will be all right
Close your eyes and drift in dream
Rest in peaceful sleep

If there's one thing I hope I showed you
Hope I showed you

Just give love to all ..... (there's more)

Ok. I'm ending the NOVEL. I'll probably erase this post later, but it's just good to have clarity again. I don't know what my life will look like, but it won't necessarily involve serving the Lord in blazing lights like I used to think. I think maybe it'll be more of a service of quiet love. Sweet!

The End.

1 comment:

  1. Don't erase the post. It's good. Good thoughts. Good place to be. Maybe I should do some "I don't have a job" dancing!


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