Foolish faith..
So I went home for a short while these past holidays. I have a dream to become a famous artist and to no surprise to most black children my parents freaked out when they realized just how serious I was. I expected it but I also expected support. My parents told me stories of artists who have started but weren't successful and stuff, or just people who chose to not go to work, some comments were passed about how my degree would be a waste if I didn't go to work. I mean a lot of hurtful stuff were said and this is by people who are not trying to hurt me at all, it was all so painful and frustrating.
But I realized that I have come a long way with my battle of acceptance, I'm freed from that and over and above everything I know just how badly I want to attain this dream. It stopped being just a cute little fuzzy dream when I realized I dont want to continue a legacy of people who are trapped in a job because of circumstances, my mother doesn't like her job, but she stays in it because it enables her and my dad to provide for our family, which I truly appreciate, but I cannot let it continue on with me.
I want a legacy of people who take risks and trust God to pull through, a foolish faith kind of life. People who get into burning furnaces because they just refuse to bow to a false god, I want those kind of descendants and it has to start with me, a kind of faith that speaks for itself. So support and all would be great but I need to go through with it with or without support, because I believe that this is where God has called me to serve. I desire to transform secular music because the devil doesn't own anything, I want all music to be back at a place where it honours God, the creator of everything. I'm sick and tired of love songs written from a perverted place. Music permeates, I dream of life being proclaimed, people feeling encouraged, people being affirmed, lives changing for the better every single time the radio is switched on. I'm gonna be foolish about this dream and chase it like I've seen it happen before.

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