The only two cassette tapes I ever owned-- Lynard Skynard Gold (which was actually purchased by me for my father's Christmas present), and MC Hammer: Hammer Don't Hurt 'Em.
Consequently, Bootlegs and B Sides is also the title of one of my favorite albums by Andrew Peterson. He is top three in my book. His songs tell a story...he's a folk guitarist...and i like stories. My life is a story. I like to think that i am still a part of the story's introduction--besides, all of the characters have not yet been introduced. The reason i like stories in music (and the reason i prefer to look at my life as a narrative, often over embellished) is because the reader can automatically become a part. It is true that i am the main character in my life, but i try to be the best supporting cast in everyone else's that i know. My role is simply to love a lot and thicken the plot--hence a real good story. Maybe i should have titled my intro post Loving A Lot and Thickening the Plot. It rhymes. I know Logan can appreciate that, as I am sure Lauren is loving the constant run-ons and fragments.
My story is a good one. I have learned to love God first, as my number one. I have learned to be loved by God first, as His number one. The second was...no is much tougher for me. I have learned to laugh off things that i cannot do anything about. I have learned that my biggest task on this earth right now is to love people--something i do extremely deeply and intentionally. If i could only make that a career... [Fragment]. That is only a glimpse on today's page of my life. I would love to share more with you...you anonymous to me reader who is reading my words. It's really strange for me to be typing...in my office. One word--one letter at a time knowing that very soon, the entire technologically savvy world will be able to read my thoughts. I almost wish i had a pen... it seems a little more personal. Paradox.
I will post the basic facts about myself at a later point. Age, gender, hair and eye color, toothpaste brand, heritage, all the basics. [Run-on] But for now i will leave you with a story about a penny sang by Andrew Peterson that describes me a lot.
Goodnight. You... reader of my words...whom i do not know who you are...maybe you're rich and famous...like Richard Marx...or maybe even Cher.
probably you are a fellow team member wondering what i could be posting about, or a random 14 year old that stumbled on to our blog page...
Andrew Peterson, Loose Change, 2006. From Clear to Venus, 2001.
I'd give you all of me to know what you were thinking
And if I had one wish I'd wish I wasn't sinking here
Drowning in this well
Oh can't you tell
That I can't pick myself up off the ground
I've been face down
And pushed aside
Well, you know I'd rather just turn tail and run
Than lie here in the sun
And watch you pass me by
'Cause I ain't worth a dime
Consequently, Bootlegs and B Sides is also the title of one of my favorite albums by Andrew Peterson. He is top three in my book. His songs tell a story...he's a folk guitarist...and i like stories. My life is a story. I like to think that i am still a part of the story's introduction--besides, all of the characters have not yet been introduced. The reason i like stories in music (and the reason i prefer to look at my life as a narrative, often over embellished) is because the reader can automatically become a part. It is true that i am the main character in my life, but i try to be the best supporting cast in everyone else's that i know. My role is simply to love a lot and thicken the plot--hence a real good story. Maybe i should have titled my intro post Loving A Lot and Thickening the Plot. It rhymes. I know Logan can appreciate that, as I am sure Lauren is loving the constant run-ons and fragments.
My story is a good one. I have learned to love God first, as my number one. I have learned to be loved by God first, as His number one. The second was...no is much tougher for me. I have learned to laugh off things that i cannot do anything about. I have learned that my biggest task on this earth right now is to love people--something i do extremely deeply and intentionally. If i could only make that a career... [Fragment]. That is only a glimpse on today's page of my life. I would love to share more with you...you anonymous to me reader who is reading my words. It's really strange for me to be typing...in my office. One word--one letter at a time knowing that very soon, the entire technologically savvy world will be able to read my thoughts. I almost wish i had a pen... it seems a little more personal. Paradox.
I will post the basic facts about myself at a later point. Age, gender, hair and eye color, toothpaste brand, heritage, all the basics. [Run-on] But for now i will leave you with a story about a penny sang by Andrew Peterson that describes me a lot.
Goodnight. You... reader of my words...whom i do not know who you are...maybe you're rich and famous...like Richard Marx...or maybe even Cher.
probably you are a fellow team member wondering what i could be posting about, or a random 14 year old that stumbled on to our blog page...
Andrew Peterson, Loose Change, 2006. From Clear to Venus, 2001.
I'd give you all of me to know what you were thinking
And if I had one wish I'd wish I wasn't sinking here
Drowning in this well
Oh can't you tell
That I can't pick myself up off the ground
I've been face down
And pushed aside
Well, you know I'd rather just turn tail and run
Than lie here in the sun
And watch you pass me by
'Cause I ain't worth a dime
CHORUS
But if only I could stand up straight
I wouldn't have to lie and wait
I could up and roll away And never be ignored
I've got a feeling that I'm something more
Than just a piece of copper ore
Turning green and looking for The reason I was born
Well, I've been around since 1974
In banks and bottom drawers
On railroad ties
I've been passed around and cast aside
And skipped and flipped and flattened wide
Spun around and thrown away and left alone to lie
CHORUS
I wouldn't have to lie and wait
I could up and roll away And never be ignored
I've got a feeling that I'm something more
Than just a piece of copper ore
Turning green and looking for The reason I was born
Well, I've been around since 1974
In banks and bottom drawers
On railroad ties
I've been passed around and cast aside
And skipped and flipped and flattened wide
Spun around and thrown away and left alone to lie
CHORUS
But I heard about a penny found
Lying underneath the couch
By a woman who was kneeling down
Looking for some change
Then the woman danced around
Called her friends all over town
Told 'em what was lost is found
It's another penny saved
So I find that all this time
Beneath the surface, I could shine
Like all the gold a king and queen could measure
See, even just a penny is a treasure
-js
Lying underneath the couch
By a woman who was kneeling down
Looking for some change
Then the woman danced around
Called her friends all over town
Told 'em what was lost is found
It's another penny saved
So I find that all this time
Beneath the surface, I could shine
Like all the gold a king and queen could measure
See, even just a penny is a treasure
-js
1 comment:
Hey John... I just saw you posted! Thank you, thank you, thank you!! Hey John... In the words of a good friend of ours, "I'm so glad we're friends." Thank you for playing a role in my story.
Lots of love!
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