Their hearts told us a lot more than their maps ever did.
I hope the same will be said for us.
#Exploration
Their hearts told us a lot more than their maps ever did.
I hope the same will be said for us.
#Exploration
Episode 9: Who You Are > Who You Aren’t
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This is really quick and a bit scattered podcast, but I had to cut it while it was fresh. The quote that got it all started from a sermon I listened to late last night from Darren Rouanzoin the lead pastor at The Garden Church in Long Beach, CA. In his message, You Are An Artist, he said – “Who you aren’t isn’t interesting.” That’s a word that is going to be in my pocket for a while. Enjoy. And Godspeed in your music making.
Show Notes:
Sermon: You Are An Artist – Darren Rouanzoin
Song Lyrics: Melody, Trees, Whimsy, Breeze by Ashton Gustafson
I rode this horse like I rode my life.
I rowed this boat like I’ve rowed my time.
I think I’m getting close.
I think I’m almost there.
I reach to the sky like a flower does
Get me a little sun, get me a little love
I think I’m getting close.
I think I’m almost there.
Hold my hand, give this head a place to rest
I’m a broken man with a soul that wants to dance
It’s the melody in the trees the whimsy in the breeze….let me breathe.
Awareness of the now.
Hope on the horizon.
Connection.
Joy-filled, wondrous experience.
Quiet service.
We have two choices with our words.
They can be candles or they can be swords?
Sure things need to be poked, prodded, cut, challenged, and defended. And when this is done well, we can only hope that the holes left from the prodding and poking will let more light in.
Outtakes…
This thought has sat heavy on me recently.
I thought on it as I walked into my office today.
We > Me.
I thought on this as I had a long drive this week with just my wife and I.
We > Me.
And as I created new inside jokes with my girls this weekend, I had a misty-eyed moment….
We > Me.
We all want to be part of something great that is becoming something greater.
Parker J. Palmer once wrote, “We are exploring together. We are cultivating a garden together, backs to the sun. The question is a hoe in our hands and we are digging beneath the hard and crusty surface to the rich humus of our lives.”
The best part of this thought isn’t the exploration, the cultivating, the questions, or even the rich humus.
It’s the we…..