Today has been a day wrought with thoughts. So many things to think about, so little answers. So many big issues, so little solutions. Went to the Word in Song conference on learning and dealing with some of the issues in the music ministry and it has been highly insightful. Though I really wished I could go for all of the workshops but my head would have exploded so kinda grateful for that. One thing at a time, plz? Even on learning on church band dynamics, it contains a whole lot of stuff to make the music ministry that much more effective. The hard part is that it is based on certain assumptions made which our church does not do and so it is very hard to leverage off these great suggestions without these assumptions. How do we steer the current music ministry in the right direction is a very big hard question and I (or rather we) have some solutions, whether or not people take the solutions seriously is a completely different matter. This is where I should have gone for the other workshop on how to choose an appropriate music culture and how to change. That would give hints to tackling this problem, though it might mean it would pose even more questions back at us. Next year, next year.
Thoughts were then shifted to something little bit closer to home, mainly my current struggles, though it happened in an unexpected way. All the talk about deciding what one wants and acting on it is something that strikes very close to the heart of most of the struggles I face. Which I will admit I do it very very poorly. The frustrations, the uncertainty, all that jazz was suddenly placed into perspective through one person's struggle. It is a deeply humbling thing to see that sometimes the right direction to fixing your own problems is through the problems or pain that others are currently facing. And that to me, in a non-sadistic manner, actually made me feel better. Very unexpected. And at the end of it all, the feeling became mutual. Which leads me to conclude that in the end, all of us are broken people. There is not one person who does not come in without a scar of some sort. If we all realise and acknowledge this fact, our lives will be just that bit better.
Here as I am, broken. In need of much grace.