life is quiet, live it loud

got back from seeing paige yesterday. i actually went to her town and stayed all weekend. very beautiful area. lots of mountains and woods. i love places like that. its breathtaking to sit and watch the sunset over a lake surrounded by mountains. the colors were incredible. didn't want to take a picture. there isn't enough quality in any camera to match the same beauty i was beholding. truly one of the most awesome sights i've ever seen. i was in that atmosphere and with my lovely girlfriend, but all that crossed my mind was christ. the sunset was purple like his bruises. the lake reflected red like his last drop of blood that was shed. the sky above was dark  and lonely like my life before him.

after the sky calmed down and night set in the stars began to shine as i imagined my savior did after his last breath before burial.i'm sure somewhere nearby a storm rolled in and someone who was unaware saw that sunset and noticed something different. i picture someone my age walking through the woods and wondered about life. i'm sure he felt an absence in his heart because he didn't know why his life was as dark and lonely as the forest he was in. and in that moment i see him looking up at the stars and seeing the stars and just knowing someone was gazing teary eyed at him and smiling, because he was going to make it. and not just make it but find his way through. i'm sure he thought that God was among the stars.

maybe i'm just making stuff up but thats how i felt that night. and i'm just some ordinary guy, so i'm sure there was some ordinary guy 2000 years ago. yes, i'm writing to tell a story but not just any story. this story is about how life gets quiet and still and us humans often get lost in the minimal. thats how i feel. in times like now i feel like a guitarist who is unsure of himself. he's got great potential but he's too afraid to play because what he has might not fit the song or he might not be able to play what he's dreaming of. i've been that guitarist. the only way to beat that timidity is to turn up and play LOUD. thats right. loud.

my advice to any one reading this is to get loud. even if you can't hear. turn up what you're doing and get heard. take whats inside and let it out. as sloppy or and unfit as it seems. some people hate it, but most will like it. and God wants you to be proud of what you got.

oh and when the band gets that way and you feel like that. its because there needs to be a melody or solo arise. you prolly have it. when life gets quiet like that night did two thousand years ago and you don't know where life is going, breathe deep cause its your time to let out what you know or whats on your heart. if you can do that when all hope is gone and dead in a grave, true courage steps in and something beautiful happens.

i see that person getting back to town after his walk and him telling a friend or a loved one that he needs more. and the other end of the conversation says that they don't know what he's talking about. the young adventurer gets somewhat discouraged but he catches word of what happened that night on calvary. he sets out to find out more and eventually find christ. he believes and commits to that savior. he then slowly becomes a paul or peter. a son of the most high.

thats where i'm at. i'm taking my deep breath and taking the solo. i'm doing what the lord told me to do and i'm using what the lord gave me and he's gonna be so proud.

i know this is a long post but i've been lazy with the blog.

some things i'm stoked about

-new song about mary of bethany i'm writing

-all the bright lights is recording a new song and possibly a new record. those guys just get what music is and how its supposed to be played

-fall

-acoustic music

-possibly going into biology

-climbing

-travel

- #ravinesandchasms (my band)

cya later

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