Feeding off the urge to
write for my blog this evening and not quite sure what I wanted to say, I log onto
my blog only to see that exactly one year ago today I had that same urge
brewing inside. I had a desire to tell the world what I was destined for. Looking
back I see that it was a time of awakening. A time that’s arrival could not
have been more on cue.
I remember that night all
too well. Standing behind the counter of a hotel front desk, hearing the clock
tick as I watched an empty building sit in silence, I wrestled with my heart to
keep quite a little while longer until my shift ended. A desire to write music,
play instruments, and sing began to roar uncontrollably in my belly. At that
moment the only thing that would tame it was to make this desire known to the
world. I felt the Lord say to me, “Make it known; write it out for all to see.”
Reflecting on this memory, I am reminded of every
feeling from that night. I don’t think it is a coincidence that the exact same
emotions welled up in my belly again this evening before realizing that this
night took place precisely one year ago today. Why is it that I was in need of
being reminded of this? As I ponder on a few possible answers to that question,
I have to declare once more that I will one day find myself conquering that
dream, the dream I wrote about on November 19, 2011. Although not every detail
was wrote out, my heart was shown that day and I know without a doubt that I
was created just for this. It shall come.
In this year I have walked
a journey that has pushed me to grow. Since that night, I began writing music
again and I have not stopped. I constantly find myself writing a chorus here, a
verse there and at times finishing a whole song. I have braved performing my
songs in front small crowds at open mics (I am not a fan of small crowds. I
love performing to large crowds. The bigger, the better!) and have learned to allow
myself to be raw when writing. I did not see then where I would be a year
later, but what I see from looking back is the opportunities that knocked and I
answered.
I hope that a year from
today I am able to look back once again and see that I grew even more in many
ways. I hope that new opportunities knock and I answer. I pray that this
feeling of excitement never leaves and that you experience the great joys of
your desire. Write it out, make it know.
“Write the vision and make
it plain on tables, that he may run who reads it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time; But at the
end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it; because
it will surely come, it will not tarry.” Habakkuk 2:2-3 (NKJV)
