Tuesday, December 8, 2009

All dead bodies are gonna get shot now b/c of you...I hope your happy.

My friend Michael just unwittingly titled this entry for me whilst he was playing video games and talking to the TV. Thanks buddy. As you know getting started is the hardest part.

Anyways, I got a spell of disappointing news yesterday and it was confirmed today. I know its not the end of the world but it is still "difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over." The news was I didn't not get a job that I felt would have been a good opportunity for me. It sucks b/c it was an opportunity that would have dictated what I would have been doing the next two or three years. Now instead of going and doing I'm back to the drawing board. I feel like I'm constantly at a crossroad and every time I think I've figured out which way I want to go something prevents me from doing it. Uhhh. You know what I mean?

But, I woke up this morning with a song in my head. This hasn't happened in about three weeks or so, but the last time it happened I told Michael (yes the very same Michael from above) that it seemed like whatever song that was in head when I awoke would set the tone and theme for that day. Michael said that if a song gets stuck in your head, the only way to get it out is to listen to it. So that's just "awhat" I did. This particular morning the song was The Avett Bros. "Head Full of Doubt/Road Full of Promise." And it goes a little something like this...

There's a darkness upon me that's flooded with light
And in the fine print they tell me what's wrong and what's right
And it comes in black and it comes in white
And I'm frightened by those who don't see it

When nothing is owed, deserved or expected
And your life doesn't change by the man that's elected
If you're loved by someone you're never rejected
Decide what to be and go be it

There was a dream
And one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it
And there was a kid with a head full of doubt
So I'll scream till I die or the last of the bad thoughts are finally out

There's darkness upon you that's flooded with light
And in the fine print they tell you what's wrong and what's right
And it comes in black and comes in white
And I'm frightened by those who don't see it.

When I heard this song, the italicized lines especially, it really made me feel better. Some might say that this was just a cowinkiedink and to them I say "boo, Sir, boo."

I'd like to think of it as the Lord speaking to me in a way that He knows I'll understand.