thanks dave matthews and crew for writing that song!
{pre-thoughts: from my understanding, there can't be truth without honesty... hence why dishonesty is unsettling, (at least for anyone with even an ounce of morality), because the truth ultimately makes us whole, even if it initially wounds.}
in Ecclesiastes 2, Solomon touches on the futility of work. i'll just be straight and say i hate work too. specifically, the work i don't love. and the old adage - "do what you love and you'll never work another day in your life" - remains true. [God please let me do something i love, for you, for pay, soon. in Jesus' name amen!]
but "our days of labor are filled with pain and grief". been there? there now? Solomon goes on later to say we must find satisfaction in our work. a bit hard to do, in work we have no passion for. (repeat previous prayer) in Colossians 3 we find that in whatever we do we should be a rep of Christ. it makes me wonder if Jesus ever had a fit with a crooked table, or did he make everything perfect the first time?... did he ever take his dad's name in vain when he hit his thumb with a hammer, or did he never miss the nail?... God, yet man... crazy. but we are only human... we screw it up, we smash our thumb, we scream (or sometimes quietly shout) expletives. and all for what?
we "should eat, drink, and enjoy the fruits of our labor, for these are gifts from God." the greatest comfort is in the truth that He "makes everything beautiful in its own time." and thank Him for it... because i can't do what i'm doing now forever, and what we're made for lasts forever.
"there's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light - in the fine print they tell me what's wrong and what's right - and it comes in black and it comes in white and i'm frightened by those who don't see it - where nothing is owed, deserved, or expected - and your life doesn't change by the man that's elected - if you're loved by someone you're never rejected, decide what to be and go be it -- there was a dream, then one day i could see it, like a bird in a cage i broke in and demanded that somebody free it - there was a kid, with a head full of doubt, so i'll scream 'til i die or the last of those bad thoughts are finally out" - the avett brothers.
amen.
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I hear ya, D. Changing and rinsing cloth diapers isn't my idea of fun, and yet a nanny by trade am I. Funny thing is, that was my mom's idea of a quintessential life when she was my age! But she was doing it for her own children... Maybe that makes a difference. Anyway, don't worry, my friend. God doesn't give gifts to be stored away collecting dust, though it sometimes seems that way. He has used your beautiful music and skills in making music beautiful (and other gifts) in the past, and will certainly do so in the future. Love you!
ReplyDeleteShoot... I just commented but my comment didn't show up. Hope I'm not reposting! But here goes anyway...
ReplyDeleteI hear ya, D. Changing and rinsing out cloth diapers is not my idea of fun, and yet a nanny by trade am I. Funny thing is, that was exactly my mom's idea of the quintessential life when she was my age. Of course, she was doing it for her own children... Maybe that makes a difference. Anyway, don't worry, my friend! God does not give gifts to be stored away, collecting dust. He has used your beautiful music and your skills at making music beautiful in the past, and I'm convinced He will make a way to do so again in the future. By the way, did you and Laura ever make a recording? If so, I would so love to hear it! Love you!