I don’t think there is ever much that someone can really say to convince you to believe in God. Sure seeds get planted, testimonies shared and the like, but ultimately for many of us, it comes down to the moment when you have tried everything in your own strength, you realize the burden is too heavy and you cry out for something or someone to help you.
I was driving home one day with the radio playing and when I zoned into what was actually playing, it was Tamela Mann’s song “Best Days.” I listened to the lyrics, “Never knew the pain would let me stand, Never thought my tears would go away, Till I found Jesus, I never thought I’d be in this place.” Quickly enough, though I never heard the song before I was singing along. Each of the words ringing so true and by the end of it all I was in tears.
In my Cultivating Your Talent post, I talked about waiting for my talent to drop out of the sky and how much that was a ton of wasted time. But I wanted to expand on an important part of that which is the failure to launch. Let me take you back to March 2014, or actually a little before then.
When I first graduated from Temple University, I was in hot pursuit of a music career. I actually wanted to be a songwriter. So I spent the next two years after I graduated from college working at an Italian restaurant for the flexibility and hopping from studio to studio trying to make it happen. And it was cool. I have actually had the opportunity to work with GRAMMY-nominated producers, I’ve written with indie artists on their projects and the biggest perk was that I met the love of my life in that process.