I was thinking about these words as I was performing my usual ponderation of the purpose of life routine over some late night coffee:
What good is it to gain the whole world, but lose your soul?
What good is it to make a sweet sound, but remain proud?
In view of God’s mercy, I offer my all
So take my life, let it be everything, all of me
Here I am, use me for Your glory
In everything I say and do, let my life honor You
Here I am living for Your glory
- Tim Hughes Living For Your Glory
My roommate, Ric, showed this video to me the other day. He said it reminded him of the crazy, acting out stuff I do (is there a better term for that?). Anyway, I agreed. 
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless- it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is hell.”
- C.S. Lewis The Four Loves
C.S. Lewis is one of my favorite thinkers. This statement really hit me; that to love, the greatest of which is to sacrifice and to put others before yourself unconditionally, is most certainly a risk. When you do that, you become completely vulnerable to heartache. Yet you find that it is so rewarding.
This quote was actually the thought behind the song I wrote for the short film, “To Take A Chance”. The verses were:
To love is to hurt, to try is to break
To take a chance is sweet romance
Jump out and find.
To love is to wring for all to see
Your broken heart, but yet you sing.
I’m glad God allows people like C.S. Lewis to put such awesome thoughts into words.
Not blog for a week. Check.
Move down to Richmond and write a song about it. Check.
Furnish room with gift card to Target from Pillar. Check.
Not blog for another week. Check.
Get caught up and ahead in school. Check.
Have a great time with Aletheia, go sharing on campus, see false gospel preached in streets, learn a lot. Check.
Visit Stafford, practice with some of the most talented musicians for a special occasion, and see good friends. Check.
Have a few awesome Stafforidians, King Georgians, and Fredericksburgians come down twice in one week. Check, check, and check.
Get a sore throat, congested sinuses, and feel miserable for a few days. Check.
Get behind in school again. Check.
Not blog for a third week and some. Check.
Good to see everyone again.
