You know how when you walk into someone's home and they've been cooking something like a pie, or cookies, or bread? There's an amazing rush of blood to my nose, and my olfactory glands start cheering like they're at a Jonas Brothers concert. My heart starts pounding a little faster. Something good is coming my way, my stomach screams. And if the chef is someone who loves me, like say, my mother, the chances are that the special something I'm smelling has been prepared with me and my joy in mind. This is how I'm feeling about 2009. I can't quite tell what's in the oven, but it sure smells good. Mmmmm...
Honestly, it smells like hope. And for me, that hope is based in the belief that God has my life completely under control and He's working behind-the-scenes to bring about situations and opportunities that are specifically for my joy and ultimately, for His glory. That's cool. It has already been happening. Actually most everyday it happens for me. Whether it's some great time with a friend, an unexpected email, or an encouraging word from someone who didn't have to deliver it.
There are, as well, some exciting things going on professionally that jazz me up. I'm going to be in a movie! We begin shooting my part up in Louisville next weekend in a really great Christmas film called "The Perfect Gift." I get to play the antagonist in the story. They are also possibly going to be using my "Emmanuel" song in the flick. Combine this with the release of "Clancy" in the next couple of months, and my "Precious Memories" song and video...and I'm nearly blown away. I've also had a couple cool auditions lately: one to host a documentary about the Battle of Johnsonville, and another to act in a vampire comedy film. Ah, the dichotomy! I've also had several really great meetings about my music with some brilliant people that I'd only dreamed of talking to. And I continue to have really beautiful times leading worship at my church, as well as strangely significant times tending bar at the Hilton. Ah, the dichotomy!
Sometimes I wonder, am I just looking for these moments of joy, and so I, in effect, "bring them into existence"? Or is there really something going on here that is being orchestrated beyond my understanding. I can't answer that. Except that when my mom cooks something I love, I know it's because she cares about me deeply and wants to make me very happy. And right now, I'm feeling very loved by all that's happening.
Something smells really good. And I can't wait to see what's cooking.
3 comments:
Wow! Your post reminded me of something I saw the other day in the St. Paul Pioneer Press Bulletin Board:
Till death us do part Or: Ah, the smell of it!
The Anonymous Nurse of the North: "I don't profess to be a good cook, but this is not a good sign:
"I was getting dinner the other night for Music Nuts and myself, when he emphatically asked: 'Did you [expel a posterior breeze]?!'
" 'No,' I replied.
" 'Oh. Well, it must be dinner then.' "
Hey, good lookin' - whatcha got cookin'?
Super Congrats on the filming!!!!! I am glad to hear your New Year started with a bang. Would love to catch breakfast with you when you soon.
Colin
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