If you’re anything like me, sometimes you feel like there’s nothing happening in your life…and perhaps nothing ever will. The dreams that you’ve been holding onto are slipping through your fingers. The hopes of some kind of breakthrough professionally or relationally are gradually drifting out to sea, leaving a tangleweed of cynicism behind for you to trudge through.
Then I had this crazy thought this morning, reading a killer book called “The Dream Giver” by Bruce Wilkinson. He dares to suppose that this time we’re spending in what he calls The Waste Land, where we feel like nothing’s happening and probably never will, is actually a very purpose-filled time. That it’s a time where we are being turned into the people that will actually be capable of carrying out the dreams and hopes we’re holding onto.
It’s funny how everyone who enters into the military knows they have to go through the horrid, near-torture of boot-camp. But they do it because they know that it is going to prepare them for what’s to come. The pain, struggle and conflict during this brief time holds great purpose for them and their greater mission.
“Why must my life be so hard?” I ask myself because I can’t find a spare stamp and still don’t have a record deal. High class problems, that really aren’t problems. Silly, right? Still, things are pretty quiet around here. Inquiry emails sent out rarely get responses. Phone calls are useless. How in the world am I supposed to have an amazing life if people aren’t willing to do their part to help me out? Sometimes, I’m just baffled by the amount of potential I seem to be drowning in.
A few years ago, in conversation with a friend, we decided that we could waste our lives waiting to be invited to all the cool parties. Meaning, sometimes it seems like the “people that have” (in the music industry, but really anywhere!) keep getting, and the “people that don’t have” don’t get anything. I’m talking about opportunities here, pardon the difficult analogy. But me and my friend decided that if we were tired of waiting to be invited to other people’s parties, the best answer would be to throw our own.
Thank you so much for coming to my concert at Crosslake Lutheran Church! I hope you had a good time.
As promised, here’s a link to a free download of my song “Pilgrim Man” – a song that I hope will be an encouragement to you. Please feel free to share the song with anyone you’d like.
CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD SONG
This will take you to another page – just click on the words “free download,” it will “prepare” the song, then click “download” to start the actual download.
If you’d like to order a copy of the entire CD, I’ll mail you one for $15, including shipping & handling! You can send me a note & check or money order to MARK SMEBY PO BOX 1371, BRENTWOOD, TN 37024. I also have PayPal if you’d like to pay that way. If that’s the case, please send me an email with your name, address & paypal account username – and I’ll send you a copy. Please let me know if you’d like it autographed, too! All my music is also available on iTunes and other digital outlets.
I’d love to come do a concert for you sometime – shoot me an email and let me know if you know a place that might be good!
Kirby Puckett was one of my heroes. He was an amazing player for the MN Twins. He defied the odds. In spite of what everyone told him he was capable of doing, he showed them otherwise. I combined excerpts from his Hall of Fame induction speech with my song “Just Watch Me” from my Pilgrim Man CD. I hope this inspires you as much as it does me. Please download and share with someone you think would appreciate it!
I'd love for us to keep in touch. I'll let you know about my journey--you know, stuff going on with my music - and probably even writing & acting projects, too. I look forward to hearing about your journey, as well!
If you’re anything like me, sometimes you feel like there’s nothing happening in your life…and perhaps nothing ever will. The dreams that you’ve been holding onto are slipping through your fingers. The hopes of some kind of breakthrough professionally or relationally are gradually drifting out to sea, leaving a tangleweed of cynicism behind for you to trudge through.
