Shine Brighter Than a Shooting Star


Since yesterday’s post was somewhat melancholic, I figured it was only fair to write a more upbeat one today. A very upbeat one—I hope you like electronica because I do.

I feel like I should stress that I am not depressed or moping or anything like that. Nor is yesterday’s post a sudden occurrence in my life. It’s life. It happens, and that’s nobody’s fault.

However, I would like to thank the people who took the time to send me comments and emails of encouragement. I’m also deeply humbled by the fact that people shared that post with others. As a writer, I want to write what readers can relate to and embrace. The problem with being an unpublished writer with a blog is that the anonymity of the Internet can feel isolating.

I woke up early this morning, and after a phone call with my Best Friend Forever—who, among other things, tried to convince me once again to move to Iowa (that’s her answer for everything. Homesick? Move to Iowa. No direction in your life? Move to Iowa. Guy trouble? Move to Iowa. Should I buy these ridiculously overpriced shoes? Move to Iowa.)—I sat down to do what every mature Christian does first thing in the morning (or so I’ve been told): Devotions.

My church in Virginia always had free devo booklets at the reception, and I’ve been reading them sporadically all year. I find them more thought-provoking than I initially expected. Today’s was entitled “Doing God’s Will” and took from Psalm 40:8,

I delight to do Your will, O my God;
Your Law is within my heart.

One sentence in the devo stuck out to me:

“Your dream isn’t worthy of your life if it doesn’t bless others.”

That’s a painful truth.

The devo also included this,

“You are not here to merely make a living. You are here in order to enable the world to live more amply, with greater vision, with a finer spirit of hope and achievement. You are here to enrich the world, and you impoverish yourself if you forget the errand.”

Woodrow Wilson

The biggest problem in my life is money. It’s not even the actual cash or the fancy toys and clothes I want waste it on—it’s the security. My hero and biggest fan, my dad, and I were talking yesterday, and I mentioned that every time I sit down to write, I feel guilty because I’m not looking for a job. So I close Microsoft Word and get on Craigslist and other websites, or I go out and gather applications, but I feel guilty because I’m not writing.

Then I just end up on Facebook, or worse—Pinterest.

When I do my devos—sporadically, like I said, because unfortunately I’m very lazy when it comes to this discipline—I try to write down and make sense of my own thoughts on the subject. This morning’s devotional and the comments from last night’s blog post joined forces, and this is what my pen scratched out,

My dreams are not my own. My dreams are God’s dreams. My dreams are meant to be shared. My dreams are meant to grow in ways that I could never imagine, in ways that would not be possible if I kept them locked away.

And then, with all of this filling up inside of me, I got up to get ready for the day, and I turned on this song.

(I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: Adam Young and I are soulmates. Also, this video makes me laugh. And it has dogs. Who doesn’t like dogs?)

“Shooting Star,” Owl City

    Close your tired eyes, relax and then
    Count from 1 to 10 and open them.
    All these heavy thoughts will try to weigh you down,
    But not this time.

    Way up in the air you’re finally free,
    And you can stay up there right next to me.
    All this gravity will try to pull you down,
    But not this time.

    When the sun goes down and the lights burn out
    Then it’s time for you to shine
    Brighter than a shooting star,
    So shine no matter where you are.

    Fill the darkest night with a brilliant light
    ‘Cause it’s time for you to shine
    Brighter than a shooting star,
    So shine no matter where you are tonight.

    Brighter than a shooting star—
    Shine no matter where you are tonight.

    Gaze into my eyes when the fire starts,
    And fan the flames so hot it melts our hearts.
    Oh, the pouring rain will try to put it out,
    But not this time.

    Let your colors burn and brightly burst
    Into a million sparks that all disperse
    And illuminate a world that’ll try to bring you down,
    But not this time.

    When the sun goes down and the lights burn out
    Then it’s time for you to shine
    Brighter than a shooting star,
    So shine no matter where you are.

    Fill the darkest night with a brilliant light
    ‘Cause it’s time for you to shine
    Brighter than a shooting star,
    So shine no matter where you are tonight.

    A thousand heartbeats beat in time—
    It makes this dark planet come alive,
    So when the lights flicker out tonight,
    You gotta shine.

    When the sun goes down and the lights burn out
    Then it’s time for you to shine
    Brighter than a shooting star,
    So shine no matter where you are.

    Fill the darkest night with a brilliant light
    ‘Cause it’s time for you to shine
    Brighter than a shooting star,
    So shine no matter where you are tonight.

    Brighter than a shooting star,
    So shine no matter where you are tonight.

So, I guess what I’m trying to get at is that I thank you for reading this blog, and I thank you for encouraging me, and I thank you for making me want to be a better writer and a better person.

Here’s to God, here’s to dreams, here’s to Woodrow Wilson. Here’s to shining brighter than shooting stars, which are temporary and soon forgotten in spite of their brilliance. Here’s to best friends and faithful readers and to New York and even Iowa.

Here’s to you. Thank you.

(Hey look at that, I can be upbeat. Yeah, who says writers have to be dark and depressing? Ha.)

Then you will shine among them like stars in the sky as you hold firmly to the word of life. And then I will be able to boast on the day of Christ that I did not run or labor in vain.

Philippians 2:15b-16

P.S. Owl City’s EP “Shooting Star” is currently available on iTunes. It’s pretty snazzy—four new songs, one featuring Mark Hoppus. The album The Midsummer Station will be released on August 14 in the States and September 17 in the UK.

Adam Young should compensate me for all the press I give him on this blog. Hmm… maybe a ticket to his sold-out show in New York this July?

Hmmm…

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