I'm about to admit a horrible secret. I love country music. I know that in many of your eyes, my stock just went way down, but I grew up in a small town in Oregon--they made us like it.
This weekend I bought the new album of my favorite musician--Brad Paisley. Brad Paisley is my favorite guitar player and my favorite song writer. He also has an amazing voice. He just has a way of singing and writing songs that make life simpler and purer (His songs are also pretty good at making my wife want to kiss me).
Now, I'm not saying this to tell you to go out and buy his albums. He is a Christian guy, but he doesn't always show that in his lyrics (sometimes he uses cuss words, and sings about bad things).
I say all this to say, if you see some guy driving around Colorado Springs with tears in his eyes, it's probably me. Why? Because a lot of the songs on his new album hit me where I'm at. A major theme of the album is about how life doesn't end in our youth--it just starts there. We have a tendency to think that this is it--we don't think about the future. We think this is as good as it gets, and when life falls apart we are so near-sighted.
But when we think, "This is as good as it gets" we are deceived. God's plans are always bigger and greater and we are on a journey to where he leads us.
I'd encourage you to check out a couple of songs on the album. You can hear them at his my space site. Listen to two songs. First, listen to "Letter to myself" about a letter he would write to himself when he was 17.
Second, listen to the song "Better than this." This is the song I was crying along with in the car today. It made me think about the day my daughter was born. You see, I never thought I'd have a little girl. In my family girls are rare (McKenna is the only girl grand-daughter on my side of the family).
I remember, when she was born the doctor held out this precious little girl to me and I held her for the firs time. She opened up those beautiful little eyes and that was it...she had me wrapped around her tiny little finger. I thought to myself, "It doesn't get better than this..."
But guess what... it did. Today I get to go home to my seven-year-old daughter who is more of a princess to me today than the day she was born.
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