“…All I have to do is remember, the journey calls, the leaves will fall…”
Last year around this time my single, “Leaves”, was released. It’s an old song for me, but as the machine would dictate, it showed itself at one of the most appropriate times. This year around, the song was waiting for me: making itself more relevant than ever. It’s since grown some little spheroid berries or “moons”—Christmas berries.
During this holiday season, I had some friends and family over for dinner. Usually in my bathroom there are grease pens, so I can write messages on the mirror: little mantras and sayings. On the bathroom counter I wrote, to remind myself, “the journey calls.” This was a call back to “Leaves” and an encouragement to myself. During a bathroom break some unknown person wrote below my words, “Respond”.
Respond.
It was the truth written on my bathroom counter, and something that I hadn’t thought of at all.
I’ve recently started going to a new church. My previous church experience was toxic to say the least. Becoming part of a new congregation has me a bit stand offish. I’ve been waiting for the right time to inject my musical prows, but last week the pastor called me and asked me to play… Christmas music…
I accepted the task, received the lead sheets, and began to prepare. Most would know that I’ve previously been opposed to standard Christmas tradition, but this year I didn’t care. This year I embraced it. I took to ‘Pete’, my instrument, and learned some new hymns for Christmas… and I was happy.
Today I played for this church for the first time, and towards the end of the sermon it was mentioned that we shouldn’t be hesitant to serve our local group of believers. I felt like it was speaking to my heart.
So with that, after a time of being out of service and hunkering down for the darkest days of the year, I will choose to remember “the journey calls”, and I have to Respond.
Also, completely unrelated, the following is a picture of Ms. Perdue
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