Can music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow?

I teach kids how to play music and lead worship. Weird, cause I don't lead it myself. I have before, it's just that in prioritization, being part of a worship team has slipped away. I regret that and miss it quite a lot. I'm hoping that music will be as much a part of their life (here and there) as it is for me. Music has changed my life dramatically, often and constantly for most of my life. It has brought me out of depressions, given me hope, and an outlet for my need of expression. Don't misunderstand me, please, there is nothing mystic or magical about music. It would be more accurate to say that it is through music that God has revealed Himself. He has spoken encouragement through it, He has taught Bible lessons through it, and He has allowed me a closer connection with Him by my own writing of music and sharing other's music with them and with God.
I have had the dreams. You know, much like every little leaguer has hit that World Series homer. I have dreamt of being the guy, not so much a rock star, as a really famous worship leader. Again, Weird. What a contradiction. The daydream even went so far as to imagine myself fading from the limelight in exchange for the presence of God. I wanted to see the sea of worshipers, completely having forgotton about little ole me. What a self conflicting, ocean of irony. I want to have the experience, the one who is forgotton.
There are bands and worship leaders out there who live that odd dicotomy. No one who has worshipped at a Third Day concert could be convinced that it's just that those guys are really good at music. Delirious? is yet again the very essence of what we're talking about.
I think that part of the beauty that is a relationship with God is the chance to live and experience something that is so much greater than just me. It's so overwhelming to feel and be more than just myself. Christians really can experience more than just this suit of humanity. That's one of the coolest things, that there's more to me than just me.

Stream of Consciousness

You see, I want to walk the on the mountaintop with God.
I want to be at the point where everyday's steps are in line with what God has for me. What's more is that I want to walk so surely, that I might lead others there too. Not forcefully, but as a brother who marvels at what God does and who He is. God is so unbelievable. He's just too good for this world to comprehend. I think a lot of unbelief comes from the difficulty that we have with accepting a love so pure, so unselfish, so out of the realm of our experience. He is too good for us to understand. Another fount of unbelief is that God has chosen to use us to be His heralds. I'm a dumb dirty sinner, hoping to somehow influence a dumb dirty world. God has chosen to reveal Himself through me. Not the best marketing campaign...Surely it would be more effective to simply show off...split more seas, pillars of fire, that sort of thing.
Yet God has chosen me, and that reflects His nature, and His motives. He really is concerned about me. Not my comfort, not my ease of living. He's not satisfied with providing a life of leisure for me. He'll only be satisfied when I become who He's called me to be.
King David once wrote that God "strengthens me to draw a bow of bronze". That's nothing short of a miracle. Well, God wants the same for me. Coincidently, that's what He wants for you, too.
All the Love of God,

Untempered Joy?

SS is a dear friend of mine, full of joy and energy. Full of life.
Her Dad passed away yesterday. Heart attack. I don't know any details, but apparently out of the blue.
I hate that.
James 1:2
Dear brothers and sisters, whenever trouble comes your way, let it be an opportunity for joy. For when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow.

I'm sure that doesn't make sense to SS right now, but it's my prayer that it will.
My heart and prayers are with you, SS. We love you very much.
It's through suffering, trial, and hardships that we grow. Be excited, SS that you might grow, but be excited to see God redeem this tragedy.
May ye and He be near.
Much Love

The Horn for What Matters

This is my experiment.
It will be my attempt to vaccum the depths of my head and heart, in an effort to find something of worth, something that might border on profundity. It's been a lifelong hope of mine that somewhere within myself, there might be found something that is greater than the sum of my parts. This blog is my attempt to outlet the shop vac that I thrust daily into my very elemental being.
Here's hoping.