My niece’s husband was in town this evening. He came through on an 18 hour business trip. So we met up with him for dinner. What a fun time! It was nice to see him. They’re expecting their first child. In moments like this I appreciate sharing my voluminous knowledge of all things daddy-hood. So when I had mentioned both of them to him we sat down to eat.
Tonight’s prompt is somewhat of a faith-inspired theme. You all know I’m a man of faith so let’s dig in.
In Reason to Believe, Bruce Springsteen sings, “At the end of every hard-earned day / people find some reason to believe.” What’s your reason to believe?
I almost want to disqualify the prompt right off the bat on the grounds that I loathe Bruce Springsteen. Being from New Jersey, most people assume I love Springsteen. Nothing could be further from the truth. I won’t bore you with the details but suffice it to say I wasn’t born to run.
For me, there are many reasons to believe. Let’s get the serious one’s out of the way first. I believe because I have been given the gift of faith at baptism. But in my daily life, there are so many little things that inspire me and strengthen my faith; they make me believe.
First there’s my wife. I believe I’m not all that bad because a pretty awesome (and hot) woman wakes up next to me every morning. She helps me believe in myself.
Then there are my kids. I believe the world is not doomed because God created them to carry on another generation. They help me believe in the future.
My students… I believe in the human spirit because of their courage and joy (even when they don’t recognize it) when they face every single day of the most difficult, emotionally-challenging time of their lives learning about God’s creation with me. They help me believe in the story of the human race.
But then there’s music. Not Springsteen. God I hate him… I recently recommitted myself to one of my first loves – the piano. My kids are playing now, taking lessons. When I play, they take notice and it inspires them in their practice. I decided a few months ago to tackle a few new pieces every three-five months. These are performance pieces so they take a while to master. Back in October I sat down and started tapping out a Mozart Sonata I had found in one of my old books. Tonight I got through the first four pages without missing a note and without the book in front of me. Only ten more pages to go (the thing plays out over 12 minutes). But the piece itself…
When I hear music such as this, I believe that God loves His creation. I believe He gifted certain men with the ability to see things a little deeper, to experience a little more of His divine mind for music – beautiful music – is of God. I believe the He wants us to rest with Him for a brief moment in our busy lives every now and then and hear some of the symphony of heaven. I believe. I believe that He believes in us.
Please stop and say a prayer for my brother. If you haven’t been following, he has pancreatic cancer and is not long for this world. A Hail Mary, anything… You are forever in my prayers and I am grateful always.