Sore Fingers Are Pleasant Company

Have you ever heard (or maybe experienced first hand) of those crazy devoted obsessed musicians, who play so hard and long that their fingers break open and bleed?  Estupido. You are reading from one who is typing with those fingers.
I recently was given a classic wideneck acoustic Guild Guitar. 

God is so crazy sometimes. He totally knew how I felt about those (only love) and He wanted to bless me with one... or rather have someone else give up theirs for me. Sacrifice. But isn't that what He, God, is all about? Where would I be without sacrifice? HopeLESS.
Where would you be?
Answer:______________

Sacrifice gives me hope. Hope is a vision. "The vision" of hope is different for everyone: better endings, restoration of broken families, freedom, breaking cycles, life, finding true love, making change. The vision can be as simple as a Super Bowl, a birthday, a wedding, a child... a sunrise that you never thought you would be alive to see. These are the visions of hope... 

And Hope is Real. 



This guitar has given me hope of becoming a better, stronger, crazy, devoted, obsessed musician. Who would have thought that such a gift could start turning the cogs and wheels inside of my melon.

In summary: Guitar-sacrifice-hope-vision-sore fingers-musician :]

Food for thought.

Seasons Are Changing, Stars Are Falling, and Waves Are Crashing Down.

  There is a time for everything,
   and a season for every activity under the heavens:

  a time to be born and a time to die,
   a time to plant and a time to uproot,
  a time to kill and a time to heal,
   a time to tear down and a time to build,
  a time to weep and a time to laugh,
   a time to mourn and a time to dance,
  a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
   a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
  a time to search and a time to give up,
   a time to keep and a time to throw away,
  a time to tear and a time to mend,
   a time to be silent and a time to speak,
  a time to love and a time to hate,
   a time for war and a time for peace.

Every season in our lives carries new adventures, new people, new feelings, and new trials.  This new season I find myself thrown into, is a season of leaning.  God is taking me away to be alone with Him, to lean on Him, to eat His food, and drink His living water. Ready. Set. Go.

What season are you in? Food for thought.