If you want to sing out, sing out, and be free

Who writes a blog at 5 am? I do!

But you see, I had an enlightening conversation last night and I thought I would share a little bit of the wisdom I acquired from a friend of mine.

In the middle of the conversation, I blurted out that I was going to make this particular friend (or whatever you may call him) a mix CD. Then I started going on and on about Fleet Foxes and how I can't stop smiling while I'm walking down the street listening to their music. Then somehow it got on the subject of singing, and I revealed the little moment of car hymn time I had the previous evening. Mr. Wise-Man-With-Great-Laugh concurred with the love of singing in cars and showers, but then suggested something more.

He said that perhaps we sing what we want to be. We may listen to a lot of music, but if we ACTIVELY sing, we are more likely to emulate the words that flow from our lips. I have often been a listener in life. I soak in knowledge like a sponge, and for a while now I have been able to accept that knowledge in my heart as true. Yet my mouth has been shut and my hands and feet bound with the chains of inaction. Lately, it has been put on my heart that without action, my faith is but a shell of what it could be. I find that in order to mature, I must not only search for truth and keep it on my mind at all times, the truth I find must show forth in my life, in how I treat others, in my behaviors, in the words that pass from my lips, and in the face that I present to the world. I must SING, must DO, what I want to BE.