1) the sound of other people chewing
2) people who drive below the speed limit
3) audible breathing
You?
1) the sound of other people chewing
2) people who drive below the speed limit
3) audible breathing
You?
This song will go down as one of my favorites of the year. Right up there with 40 More Falls and a few others. That’s ok to say, isn’t it? I mean, I’m not saying it’s a good song. I’m just saying I think it’s one of my not-so-bad ones. Let’s try again: This song isn’t nearly as crappy as most of the songs I’ve written this year. It sits on the “less-crappy list” right up there with 40 More Falls and a few others.
There. That’s better.
The song surprised me. It became more than I thought it would. I’ve wanted to write a song like this for a while – a song about the depravity of man – about the general brokenness of our souls – about how we’re all messed up in some way. All of us. Undeniably. It’s darker than I thought it would be, but dark enough to get the point across. Maybe this is an Ash Wednesday song. Maybe.
If I had time, I’d bring in a few other elements of sound to amp the pre-bridge section. Maybe I’ll put that on the to-do list for 2010.
Love to hear your thoughts:
(And if any of you are wondering: No, I haven’t finished a single song this week. I’ve been fighting a head cold that has left me stranded on the couch watching an entire season of Survivor. And I think that’s ok. My mind is resting, and I expect to bury these last 5 very soon. VERY soon.)
In the past 4 months I’ve met seven people from the blogosphere… Now, when I think about them, the vast majority of my mental references are from those times together. Instead of the two dimensional representations we get from pics/vids on blogs, I actually got to hug them. See them. Talk to them. Know the 3D them.
Now, when I find a new blog person that I like, I immediately wanna comb their blog for pictures… Just to get representation that reaches beyond the words.
I think there’s something to this.
I’d rather have 3D any day.
Any day.
Give us your favorites!
Answer all. Answer some. Answer none. Whatever you wanna do… No rules here. Just a fun way to get to know one another. (guess that means if you don’t answer, we won’t get to know you – HI LURKER READERS!
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OH!!! AND!!!! I know that some of you don’t like this sort of thing. So I give you permission to list your top three’s, instead of picking just one… Will that work?
I’ll go first in the comments. okie?
They changed me. This group of young women with rainbow striped and polka-dotted personalities.
We were all best friends. We really knew each other. We were a small and closely-knit group. But it took a few years of work for us to get there. The first year was filled with discussions about how we made comparisons – how we measured ourselves based on others.
We were maybe a little tiny bit threatened by each others’ differences.
We were kinda sorta just a tad threatened by each others’ talents.
We were slightly-to-moderately insecure.
And, oh, we were so wrong.
2 Corinthians 10:12 For we are not bold to class or compare ourselves with some of those who commend themselves; but when they measure themselves by themselves, and compare themselves with themselves, they are without understanding.
Our leaders, in subtle but firm ways, continuously raised our awareness of these differences. Put their aged hands on our faces and slowly turned our eyes towards each others’ hearts. Made us truly see the differences for what they were:
These differences brought richness to our relationships.
These differences were ways we could love and serve one another.
These differences were the reasons why we NEEDED each other.
Romans 12:3-5 For through the grace given to me I say to everyone among you not to think more highly of himself than he ought to think; but to think so as to have sound judgment, as God has allotted to each a measure of faith. For just as we have many members in one body and all the members do not have the same function, so we, who are many, are one body in Christ, and individually members one of another.
Because we loved each other, lived just a few miles a part, and served in community with one another, we had no choice but to see past our differences.
As the years went on, I began to see their differences… differently. I learned to grow from their strengths: how to frugally and creatively decorate my house, how to follow the latest trends, how to be a hostess, how to respect my husband better. I even took notes for when I might become a mom one day.
Once I embraced them, the strengths made me stronger.
I’m glad that they weren’t like me, because if they were I wouldn’t be the new and improved me that I am today. I wouldn’t be me at all.