Vanity, vanity. All is vanity. Or so it seems.
I’ve been taking a long hard look at the gift of music that’s been given to me and I’ve come to see some truths:
1. For the longest time, I’ve been thinking this way: I want to die knowing I’ve left a little legacy of myself, something that people will remember me by– some artwork, some piece of music that will have my name attached to it. Maybe even some little nameplate, maybe on a statue or monument, telling the world that my most famous product in my lifetime was this piece of creative genius. I wanted to be immortal. To be remembered.
Vanity. Sheer vanity.
2. I’ve been expending so much energy in the pursuit of my own glory. No wonder nothing’s been happening. Why should it? Much has been given so much is to be expected of me, that is true. But not for MY OWN glory. For Someone else’s.
3. What have I been doing that utilizes the blessings given to me? A lot, that’s true. I now make my living through the music given to me. The follow-up question then is: have I used these blessings to further the Kingdom? Hmmm. Not as much as I could have. There’s room for improvement.
What am I trying to say?
I’m rethinking my priorities.
Why expend so much energy on things or projects that have no meaning when compared with the measuring stick of infinity?
Why work to be remembered for some shallow accomplishment, when rather, I can be remembered for being a person who lived a good life, shared what he had, and gave of himself?
Suddenly the struggle to create good electronic music meant for the dancefloor seems to pale in comparison to making … for example… good music, whether electronic or acoustic, that can maybe inspire people to turn to God.