I am one day going to write a book. A good book. A book about growing up. A book about living in a neighborhood and meeting girls and being a boy and riding your bike as fast as you can and feeling more than alive.
One day, I’m going to put on a play. It might only have 5 people in it. It may have 50. It might be little more than a few short vignettes about random emotional themes. It could be a full-blown musical based around The Killers’ music. With escalators. And treadmills. And love and hate and murder and deceit and lots and lots of dancing.
One day, I’m going to act in a movie. It might be little more than me making fun of the writers of the “Saw” franchise on YouTube. Or I might be a junkie, trying to deal with his miserable life, love, and circumstance. It might make you roll your eyes and chuckle, or cry bitterly. I might get an oscar. Or just blogrolled.
One day, I’m going to record albums. At least once as a singer-songwriter. Again as a lead guitarist. Again as a drummer.
One day I’m going to tour. As everything listed above.
One day, God is going to use every ounce of passion He built my heart around for His glory. It might be as pastor of a church. It might just be as the believable junkie in a popular indie film.
But God is big enough to use the dreams He gave me. And He’s big enough to fulfill the promises He made in those dreams.
I believe that God is going to give me my one days.
I believe that God can give you your one days.
What are you going to do in yours?
bright and beautiful 