My chosen industry is difficult, wonderful, unforgiving, inspiring, fleeting, and absolutely beautiful. If given the chance — just to be SEEN, even for a moment — you may land the role of a lifetime, or walk out the door, empty-handed.
As artists, our passion and drive keeps us striving for more.
I’m settling back into community in New York, and have been working hard to pay my bills. I’m still living out of a suitcase. In fact, I just realized I will spend the rest of the year, living out of my suitcase.
And, I actually haven’t sung much. I love singing more than anything. Even more than writing. I miss singing.
I may present myself as “having it all together”, but I have to tell you, friends, starting over — no matter what age — is not easy. I’m happier than ever, but life has also never been more difficult.
This Sunday — Father’s Day — I have been given the opportunity to sing at Redeemer Presbyterian Church, at the 5:00 and 7:00 services on the Upper West Side.
Tim Keller will be preaching. I LOVE me some Tim Keller. It’s kind of a dream come true.
I’m not posting this to advertise, but to declare how good God is. He knows my heart. He knows how much I long to sing.
And He saw fit for me to sing for HIM, on Father’s Day.