Searching For Purpose

Thanks to all the folks that weighed in on yesterday’s blog post. We’ve decided what we’re going to with that little corner in the sunroom and I can’t wait to surprise you with pictures of it when we’re done!

And speaking of work spaces in the works- Kev’s office is already coming together, little by little, too. We like to mix things up from day to day though, so we’ve been taking turns working on different floors. Sometimes I blog upstairs, and sometimes he plays guitar downstairs.

He plays his acoustic guitar 99.9% of the time, but his friend Josh brought over a little Super Champ amp the other night, and he’s been having a (low volume) blast playing his electric guitar through it for the past couple of days.

It wasn’t that long ago that my mister’s music career went from full-time, to no-time- but I’m sure it feels like forever ago to him, and I know he’s felt an incredible void in his life since he stopped writing, recording, and playing for a living.

The other day he told me that he “feels music in his soul every day of his life“, and I know that’s true because, even though he may not know it, I notice how he gravitates to his guitar, every single chance he gets.

I hear him strumming it and singing at the top of his lungs, every day…most times in the bathroom, where the acoustics are the best in the house.

He’s been doing a lot of praying about auditioning for the worship band at our church over that past several months. He can play and sing in front of thousands of people if he’s asked to, but he’s still very insecure when it comes to believing that that folks might be interested in hearing what he’s saying & playing, if ya know what I mean.

When he first brought up the idea of auditioning for the church band to me, I told him I’d support his decision either way…and I meant it. Of course I’d love for him to be more involved in music again, especially if he’s feeling a Calling- but obviously you can’t push that kind of thing, and I knew he’d eventually figure it out.

And he eventually did.

He’s auditioning next Wednesday, and although I know he’s feeling really nervous about putting himself out there again- I also know that the music he feels in his soul every day is a Gift…and Gifts were meant to be shared.

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Comments

  1. Deidra says

    I know that feeling. I was working as a Literacy Tutor and Pre-K Teacher five years ago, and then I had my second child (and later, a third) and thought I should stay home. When I thought I was ready to get back to work, I applied at several schools. Had a few interviews, but nothing ever panned out. I had to take other jobs out of my field, which I enjoyed, but it wasn’t exactly the same. I started wondering if teaching was really my purpose or where I was suppose to be. Would I be able to confidently get back into classroom after being out for two, three, and then four years?? So this spring and summer, I tried again applying at area schools. God knew when I would be ready and when the time would be right. Thinking another summer had come and gone without a new job, I was hired in August, literally, at the last minute, four days before “Meet the Teacher Night”. It was whirlwind getting the classroom ready, but I have never felt more at home than any other school I have been in. My colleagues are wonderful and have built me up so much that I wonder why I ever lacked confidence! It has been a blessing. Timing was perfect.

    Let your heart guide you…that’s where we keep God with us…so as they always say: “Follow your heart.”

  2. says

    Every time I hear the song “Day That I Die” by Zac Brown Band, it makes me think of this post and those priceless pics of Kevin with “his guitar in his hand.”

  3. Deborah says

    I think music is a gift from God. I believe Kevin should share his gift however he feels moved. It’s all good.

  4. Heather says

    I love your blog so much. Not only is there so much creativity between the decorating, do it yourself, and photography, but there is soooo much heart. It just makes me fall in love with you guys! I sing and write songs, and I understand about music being a part of your soul, and feeling that it has just got to come out. There is no better way than as worship to the Lord! I also understand the fear that anyone else will be interested in what you have to say. Really, though, there is too much of the fake and shallow, out there. People will always be touched and want to hear what comes straight from someone’s heart; in fact, we crave that kind of realness…Go, Kevin!

  5. says

    I’ve always felt like we had similar lives, Layla. My husband went through the same thing..professional musician for 15 yrs of his life, me home alone for most of our early years of marriage. Then the record label folded, and we had small kids, so he opted to not pursue it any longer. (You can only ride around on a bus/van for so long!). Anyway, after a period of depression and reflection, he realized one of the main reasons he loved music so much, was being able to touch people’s lives with a positive message. So he went back to school, and now is a licensed professional counselor. He changes and impacts lives everyday, using his empathy and experience…and some music therapy! :) I’m not sure why I felt compelled to tell you all this, but I think so you’d know things will eventually level out, he’ll find his place on the other side of all this, and your marriage will be the better for having him around more! :) xo

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