Day 51: here's to You

Charles Dickens may have put it best.

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."

That was 2010. I suppose every day, week, month, year has it's own pitfalls and disappointments while simultaneously having their own bright spots and reasons to make us smile, which means that above all else, 2010 was average. What is a year to a man who's seen 100? No presidents were assassinated. No great wars were started, nor did any end. The elections were pretty average. Yes, we had some hilarious moments and yes, we had some crappy moments. 2010 isn't a year that I'm gonna look back on and be sure to tell my kids about. Sure, there are life lessons to be learned, but the only, ONLY, major event worth noting in 2010 in my life is the Return of the Prodigal Son to the Brown Brick Road. There were some other major events I suppose. Losing my innocence in March, beginning my work on the two albums which will likely be the only two official works that I'll work on in a studio, beginning my work on the publishing house, leaving Evangel, the gaining of certain friends, and the losses of others, and still the reparations of more, sure they're all worth noting. But nothing compares.

You know, it's funny. You can say something for so long but until you finally give it meaning to your own life, it's just words. But I think I can finally say "Nothing compares" and actually really mean it. That's rather refreshing.

Here's to being who I am called to be.
Here's to the death of myself.
Here's the end to me without You
Here's to doing things right.

Here's to the realization that I am nothing, and You are everything.

"i do not exist, we faithfully insist, while watching sink the heavy ship of everything we knew and if ever you come near, i'll hold up high a mirror, i can never show You anything as beautiful as You"

-Aaron Weiss

"but Christ if You open my blinded eyes

i’ll follow all Your commands"

-Mark Nicks

You are everything I've dreamed of, yet You're so much more.

You are love.