Darkness and Light

I wish I were wired to debate well and make arguments that win cases. Kind of. I admire people who do that well. I was a fan of Ally McBeal. My Dad loved Perry Mason. I'd like to make a case for my faith. But it feels wrong to approach it that way. Spirituality is mysterious, a matter of the soul and heart, not just a cerebral concept. I understand people who are wired that way. I just don't speak that language very well.

What I know is my story of faith. I was not raised to go to church. In fact, my Dad called the Bible "preposterous." He was referring specifically to the Virgin Mary bearing a child. How could God create a child through other than tangible human means? Well, to my thinking, if God created the heavens, the earth, and humans, the immaculate conception was in line with all of that. So I started seeking answers for myself.

I would have to say that I met the devil -- the darkness of life if you will -- before I understood about the good side. Our home life was not peaceful. My Dad was not a happy person. My early teenage years were rough. I was immersed in the culture and peer pressure of the 70s. I had a boyfriend who was mean to me. Alcohol and drugs were common pastimes. I just did not know what I did not know. And I wanted what I wanted -- all the things the culture encouraged me to want -- beauty, popularity, love, coolness. I did not want to hang with the geeky "Jesus" kids, and I sure did not want to go to Sunday School. Why would anyone go to school on Sunday?

Yet I had a penny with the Lord's prayer on it stuck to my headboard over my bed. I wore a cross. I prayed every night. I visited churches but did not really connect.

I noticed some people were different. My neighbor went to church. Her family was loving and close. A "Jesus" friend of mine, Brian, stood up against abortion in a group conversation. He made me rethink my opinion. I had seen what alcohol had done to my Dad's life, and I did not want to follow that path. I had several hurtful relationships that caused me to seek therapy. My therapist led me to the "Adult Children of Alcoholics" 12-step program, and I discovered what it meant to put faith in a higher power. That gave me hope and understanding of a more spiritual approach to life. Seeking highs, love, and pleasure can be an addictive way to live, because there's never enough, you're always chasing. I wanted peace, self-worth, contentment, and to feel okay about who I am. I had lived in darkness and I saw what it did to my family. I was drawn to the light.

I've had a long life -- so telling the whole story is kind of tedious! Let's just say that inheriting two teenagers whose mother passed away led me that much closer to God. I came to believe that Jesus is Lord and Savior. I've had some stumbles along the way. I have turned from God at times, but I always come back. My soul is at peace.

I don't believe it's my place to preach, explain, or persuade. But I do encourage everyone to seek answers. Don't let the "religious" bad apples discourage you. They're like the fruit in Ms. Pac Man -- just there to distract you. I will always accept you, and I will always pray for you -- that you find answers, for health, for love, for whatever you need. I believe in the greatest commandment -- love God and love one another. Loving you, be blessed.

A Bridge to Faith

I read an article yesterday about the "watering down" of Christianity. It said, among other things, that many of today's Christians "pick and choose" what they like and disregard what they don't like, and that they choose the "feel good" aspects while ignoring the "rules." I wanted to agree, but my head was buzzing with authority rebellion. The tone did not invite introspection, rather the author drew a line in the sand and made a case for why those who think differently are wrong.

I was raised with zero spirituality. I was taught to work hard and accomplish something in life. Not bad lessons. But boy, when I failed, I had no sense of self worth. I thought failing and being a failure were the same thing. I had a sense that I was missing something -- and I looked for it. I found a "higher power" through the 12-step program, which gave me a rudder. I became a Christian in my 30s after a life-changing experience.

Before I understood about faith, many tried to "preach" to me, and all were unsuccessful. Churches made me feel like an outsider, like I wasn't truly "in the club," and I wasn't sure I wanted to be.

Yet I have a heart for evangelism. Go figure. I've communicated it mostly through songs.

Not worship songs. I still bump that church services begin with sing-along worship songs. Right away a visitor feels in the "out group" because they don't know the songs. And if they don't sing, it's even more uncomfortable. I see worship songs as something you grow into, not begin with.

To me, evangelism is all about hospitality. How do you help someone feel welcome in your home? You don't sit them in a corner and preach to them, right? Offer a beverage, a chair, give them a tour, show them where the amenities are, introduce them to someone, etc. Keep conversation light and go deeper gradually. I was raised to understand hospitality, so that is natural to me.

I like to share what led to my journey of faith. I was not perfect. I made major mistakes. I am human. What was my life like before my faith and what has changed since? If people ask questions, I answer them as best I can, but I do not close the sale unless I feel like that's where they are -- that they need to be asked these questions -- Are you ready to change your life? Do you want God to help you with that?"

I do not have exclusively Christian friends. I love people who "violate" the rules. I don't post dogmatic sayings or political stances on my Facebook page. Why? Because I don't think they persuade anyone, and they make me look like a preachy self-righteous person. I'd rather be approachable. Then God might choose to bring people to me who have questions and want to feel safe to ask them.

I think people find an answer to life and get excited to tell others about it. But it doesn't really convince anyone until you live the faith and the evidence is the new story of your life. And care about them. I agree with the saying that people don't care how much you know until they know how much you care.

I like my church because I can invite people and they don't feel preached at or pushed. They get information and can make their faith journey their own way, in their own time. They are told they can "dial direct" to God.

Let them explore "the rules" and work that part out themselves. Build bridges, not walls. Peace out.

Creativity is Ageless

As a Renaissance Girl, I wear a lot of hats. The piano teacher/business owner has taken center stage. My inner artist has been applauding from the bleachers, and getting a little restless. "When is it my turn?"

I hear you patient artist, and I'm sorry you have had to be silent so long. Now that I want to coax you out of hiding, I find that you are shy and out of practice.

It's wonderful to be multifaceted. I miss creating. My creative self fights with my financial survival self. I'm quite sure every artist experiences this inner push-and-pull.

Teaching helps me encourage artistry in others, as well as share the artistry I've already accomplished.

I do not limit my students to pure music transcription. We learn from playing music created by others, but we take our learning deeper when we apply it to creating our own songs, expressing our own voices.

It's time to remember how to practice what I teach!

Dare I video and post my current songwriting efforts? The years have changed my appearance and my voice. I witnessed ridicule of Madonna's recent performance at the Grammy Awards. Yikes. She doesn't move the way she used to. I may not sing the way I used to. But -- do any of us do anything the way we used to? Why should that be a barrier to finding new ways to do what we are gifted to do?

I'm not the new kid, the ingenue, etc. I'm experienced. And it is a privilege to help shape a new generation of musical artists. I think I will serve them better if I'm still active in my own creativity. Even if it does not look the way it used to.

If it's true, it will look as it should. Courage is ageless too.