Colossians 3:23-24
I all too often forget why I act, why I live this life and who I am living it for. Giving in to these rich machinations in my head for some perceived form of greatness; for some worldly reward. I become more fixated on the endreamed end then on the journey of the here and now. Forgetting the crux of this art form which is only a mirror to the crux of life: to live in the present, now.
If the stars were made to worship, so will I.
I’ve worried so much about my end that I’ve blinded myself to everything that is right in front of me. I’ve ignored the joy that is all around me, becoming disillusioned as my dreams slip through my grasp. Dreams that aren’t worth the thoughts that form them. They were never meant to be spoken let alone realized.
If the mountains bow in reverence, so will I.
My deep disappointment in myself dissipates as soon as I take off these blinders and see the world around me. As I look at those that I have touched and those that have touched me. As I see where I am currently, and the artist and person I am now. Too long have I sequestered these eyes from the enjoyment of Your sun. I’ve worried so much about being in the moment without ever living it; no more, it needs to stop.
If you left the grave behind you, so will I.
I have tarried too long in these pestilential pits. I was never meant to be here, let alone stay here for so long. It is not my concern what tomorrow might bring or what my end might be. My burden is simple: to enjoy the glory of today. To take in every glorious moment, whether it be full of laughs or tears. That is what he meant so long ago, that lost friend, and what You above have always decreed. I have carried these burdens for too long. They are not mine to shoulder, they never were. This built up guilt needs to be shed.
If you gladly chose surrender, so will I.
I am alive, here and now. Any reward this world could ever offer would fall short of what You have already given me and still what You have yet in store for me. These dreams, this guilt, this craft, this instrument, this heart, I surrender to You. I thank You for Your unfailing love, for Your unending grace, and for the people I get to touch and be touched by. While I work harder, may I also be more thankful.