i want to be the kind of dad who doesn’t let his own pride get in the way of what is best for his kids. i want to be the kind of dad that gently and lovingly reprimands and disciplines his kids when they do wrong, not because it would reflect badly on him if he didn’t, but because he wants what is best for them. i want to be motivated by their good, not by my own image or pride. i want to never fear embarrassment when it comes to my kids.
i want to love them as God loves them.
"Do not be afraid."
i read somewhere that that phrase is repeated 365 times in the Bible.
it makes sense that it’s repeated so often—we as humans are so prone to fear. and fear is so deadly.
haha—“fear is the mind-killer”. from dune.
but it is, though. fear happens when we forget God, when we forget who he is, all that he has already done, and all that he has promised to do. as sons, as daughters, there is no space for fear.
"The Lord is my helper; I will not fear; what can man do to me?"
"I graduated from Juilliard recently, and just earned a trial with the London Symphony."
“Was there ever a time when you wanted to quit?”
“It was harder when I was younger, and all my friends were outside playing. Back then my Mom really kept me practicing. But then I hit a point where I began to love the instrument, and I really couldn’t imagine my life without it.”
“How did you know when you reached that point?”
“I guess it was the point where I’d learned enough that I realized how much more there was to learn.”
Don’t be afraid to look foolish.
It helps to have something visible to run towards. In the middle of running I was about to give up. But then I saw the bus come around the corner.
Believe that you will make it. Run like you will make it. Otherwise, what’s the point?
Run hard more.
(edit: i did make the bus :))
Kant thought that no action had moral value unless it were done out of pure reverence for the moral law, that is, without inclination, and he has been accused of a ‘morbid frame of mind’ which measure the value of an act by its unpleasantness…Yet against Kant stands the obvious truth, noted by Aristotle, that the more virtuous a man becomes the more he enjoys virtuous actions.
CS Lewis, The Problem of Pain
i stopped playing piano for a while.
about two weeks.
for about two weeks i didn’t touch a piano or keyboard, nor did i have the faintest desire to.
two weeks doesn’t sound like a lot, but when you own a keyboard that you have set up in your room, it kind of is. at least for me, i guess.
i hadn’t been playing because i was deeply dissatisfied with my sound and the way i played. i was too plain, too vanilla; my chords were not jazzy enough; and i was sick of playing the same-sounding stuff over and over again.
i touched a piano again last thursday night. i was with bryan in the unit 2 music room after my midterm. we sang some worship songs, and i played the same old chords that i am so accustomed to. but it was different. instead of playing for me, i was playing for Him. i was playing not to create something beautiful to validate myself, but to worship and adore Him.
He delights in my basic four-chord progressions and my oft-repeated riffs, as long as my heart is behind them. He delights in our worship, no matter how “ugly”, when it is offered with a humble heart of gratitude and praise.
Lord, free us from the worship performance mentality. help us to humbly come to you with gratitude and passion. help us to give you all our nothing, and nothing less.
These past few weeks, I’ve been dipping my feet into different waters, feeling around, not knowing what to expect. Can’t say that I’m not scared—I’m actually pretty nervous—but at the same time I’m extremely excited.
i don’t normally reblog very often but this is one thing that needs to be seen.
CS Lewis, The Problem of Pain
READ THIS QUOTE. READ IT. UNDERSTAND IT. LET IT ROCK YOU.