I’m sitting here on this Sunday morning, being as uncool as imaginable. So far today I’ve done the dishes, written an entry in my NASCAR blog, responded to an e-mail from a recently made yet already beloved friend talking in an effaceable manner about her work doing the Lord’s work, getting ready to do some more work on the book… and listening to Marillion. If I was more courageous, I would have bought the t-shirt the band had on sale for a while at their online store that read “Marillion: uncool as (blank)” with the latter spelled out. Eh, what can I say? I’m an aging rocker.
I finished the first draft of Ojo’s story yesterday afternoon. Quite the industrial strength workout. Not that he was in any way difficult; quite the opposite — an absolute delight to talk to. The difficulty came in that there was so much high quality material from the interview needing full coverage, plus working the band’s history into the story. I’m not complaining, believe me. As Super Chicken used to say, “You knew the job was dangerous when you took it, Fred.” (Quoting that dates me most severely… sigh.. look, I said I was an aging rocker, all right?!!)
Let me get back to that e-mail I mentioned. In the process of putting the book together, something that’s touched me deeply is how most everyone I’ve spoken to are in some fashion carrying on in ministry regardless of whether or not they still grace the concert stage. Be it active church leadership or simply how they live their lives and treat others, there is genuine carrying out of the commission all believers share. It’s often been said what goes on when the colored lights go off that matters. Well, these people are living proof of that. They are a credit to the Gospel, and I hope this comes through in the book.
Speaking of which, back to it. Oh, and whose story is currently being worked on? Dawn from Crumbächer.
