A couple of things

It's a "work night" so this is going to be a short one. It's funny how life comes full circle: my mom used to make me go to bed early on school nights and here I am eight years later forcing myself to get plenty of rest for my "big day" at work tomorrow. It actually will probably be a pretty big day considering all the stuff we have sitting in the pipeline right now coupled with how new I am to this line of work. To escalate my work day to epic levels, I plan on drinking a combination of at least three coffees/diet cokes before 10AM...failing that, I'll just stare at the Mondrian print I just hung up in my office until I feel inspired to underwrite the perfectly structured credit. I suppose this is as good a segway as any because I want to talk about art tonight...particularly music.

Without music we are left with speech. Now don't get me wrong, anyone who knows me in the least knows that I love conversation. However, I think sometimes I get carried away. I find myself talking too much and speaking too quickly often times. I don't think those things are necessarily bad in themselves, but from a spiritual standpoint, I find my affinity for talking to be a bit of a roadblock. I think this is where music plays its mysterious role in my life: it humbles me. Something about music just awakens my heart to God's sheer otherness. I'm left in his grandeur and I often feel a smallness that it's hard for me to find elsewhere. Something about music allows me to give over the reigns to my life to the Lord and be led. Music releases me from my mind and opens up the passions my heart. I think there is good spiritual practice here, on letting go.

Right now I'm learning to come to the Lord with blessings in my life, not just with sorrow. I've been incredibly blessed. I could write volumes on all the different aspects of my life and on those who surround me which and who I am thankful for. I struggle understanding God's graciousness here, and I find myself holding onto the blessings in my life too tightly, somewhat scared that with one misstep they may all slip away. And they may. But that is not for me to decide. My life is somewhat of a mosaic, and as God continues to reveal Himself and His plans for my life, I'm starting to realize that I need to give what I have to Him...in times of suffering AND in times of blessed hope and joy.

On one last tangential note, here is a video that I am obsessed with. Endeavor media group, the guys who shot this, are incredible. August burns red, the guys playing, are incredible. Together, they have combined forces and blown my mind twice. For those who don't know me very well, I love metal. Enjoy.


It's a "work night" so this is going to be a short one. It's funny how life comes full circle: my mom used to make me go to bed early on school nights and here I am eight years later forcing myself to get plenty of rest for my "big day" at work tomorrow. It actually will probably be a pretty big day considering all the stuff we have sitting in the pipeline right now coupled with how new I am to this line of work. To escalate my work day to epic levels, I plan on drinking a combination of at least three coffees/diet cokes before 10AM...failing that, I'll just stare at the Mondrian print I just hung up in my office until I feel inspired to underwrite the perfectly structured credit. I suppose this is as good a segway as any because I want to talk about art tonight...particularly music.

Without music we are left with speech. Now don't get me wrong, anyone who knows me in the least knows that I love conversation. However, I think sometimes I get carried away. I find myself talking too much and speaking too quickly often times. I don't think those things are necessarily bad in themselves, but from a spiritual standpoint, I find my affinity for talking to be a bit of a roadblock. I think this is where music plays its mysterious role in my life: it humbles me. Something about music just awakens my heart to God's sheer otherness. I'm left in his grandeur and I often feel a smallness that it's hard for me to find elsewhere. Something about music allows me to give over the reigns to my life to the Lord and be led. Music releases me from my mind and opens up the passions my heart. I think there is good spiritual practice here, on letting go.

Right now I'm learning to come to the Lord with blessings in my life, not just with sorrow. I've been incredibly blessed. I could write volumes on all the different aspects of my life and on those who surround me which and who I am thankful for. I struggle understanding God's graciousness here, and I find myself holding onto the blessings in my life too tightly, somewhat scared that with one misstep they may all slip away. And they may. But that is not for me to decide. My life is somewhat of a mosaic, and as God continues to reveal Himself and His plans for my life, I'm starting to realize that I need to give what I have to Him...in times of suffering AND in times of blessed hope and joy.

On one last tangential note, here is a video that I am obsessed with. Endeavor media group, the guys who shot this, are incredible. August burns red, the guys playing, are incredible. Together, they have combined forces and blown my mind twice. For those who don't know me very well, I love metal. Enjoy.