Sunday, August 21, 2011


So, it's been a while since I posted anything.

It's been a rough year. The weather has SUCKED. I lost my Grandpa & my Mom in the span of 3 weeks. And I always feel at the edge of the depression cliff.

Surprisingly, potty training was much easier than I had ever hoped it would be. Our accidents are mostly limited to clothing failures, and it took so fast and well it was shocking.

Today I heard a worship band at an event. They were mediocre at best. They played and sang well, and it took me a long time to figure out why I was so put off by them. There was something about them that made them feel old to me, and I prayed that we wouldn't sound like that in a couple of weeks when we play a festival. Finally, as they played a favorite U2 song of mine, it dawned on me. They played and sang pretty well, but something was missing. Conviction about what they were singing.

When you listen to Bono, you hear the pain in his voice. You feel the passion coming through the speakers at you. He believes what he sings. Jessica, my favorite worship leader, is that way. I still can't get over how she would play, sing and cry at the same time. She allowed her heart to be full of what she played.

How often does that lack of conviction, that lack of passion hold us back from the things we are pretty good at becoming the things we are great at? The things we were meant to be known for?

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