Hey, Look At Me! Why Artists Do What They Do
Why do artists do what they do, especially when there’s no money in it? Money is not the only currency. It’s not even the most important.
Why do artists do what they do, especially when there’s no money in it? Money is not the only currency. It’s not even the most important.
Imagine Captain Kirk as a middle-age parking valet . . . herding 2 year olds, thus saving them from an early demise.
Say hello to my little friends, Goodness and Mercy. They follow me around like a puppy dog. Actually, I owe it all to them.
Do you feel alone; trapped? Do you wonder if God truly cares about you? It’s easy to miss the still, small voice in the loud, crowded city.
When I was a child, I wanted to sing like Mahalia Jackson. So my mother taught me my first song, “Jesus Loves Me.”
True story. Feeling horrible about myself. Pulled into parking lot with a client’s car. Writing on the dumpster: FORGIVE YOURSELF.
Blessed are the rejected. For there’s is . . . something better. God has blessings awaiting you that are beyond your imagination.
Time stops. Lights fade. Two spots on two people. Strangers. A meaningful moment. Simpatico. Then . . . time starts. As before.
Prayer of Surrender: What value do you bring to God? Intelligence? Willingness? Creativity? None of the above? Not to worry.