I can sing, but I'm no Alicia Keys
I can play guitar, but I can't play Jack Johnson
I am young and in ministry, but I'm no Rob Bell
I can write a decent blog, but I'm no Tim Grace (ha ha)
I am passionate about greening, but I'm no David Suzuki
I can drive my hot van, but I'm no Helio Castroneves
I like music, but I'm not some music critic
I am decent looking, I'm no Li Lo
I can cook a nice chicken stew from scratch, but I'm no Rachel Ray
I love movies, but I'm no Ebert
I can google with the best of them, but I'm no Bill Gates
I can plan a pretty good event, but I'm no Martha Stewart
I'm funny (looking), but I'm no Ellen Degenerous.
Point is. I am not particularly amazing at anything and I'm not particularly passionate about anything.
I used to be. I was very passionate about faith, and community, and youth. Don't get me wrong. I still think those things are important, but they have lost their lustre. Am I getting old and jaded?
Do any of those people I mentioned above feel particularly amazing at what they are doing? Or do their writers, make up artists, managers or the voices in their head do most of the work for them?
I'm not sure. For now I remain, your mediocre friend.
Peace
Wednesday 19 December 2007
Thursday 6 December 2007
1. I am no longer "cool"
The funny thing about my above statement is that it assumes that I once was cool. I mean, I used to think that I was cool...Well, there have definitely been "cool" moments anyways.
A couple that I can still remember:
1. being "friends" with about 85% of the people in my graduating class. (no, not like BFFs, but at least I knew them, and we talked)
2. Being on the road "rockstarism" (yes, I was on the road with a "Christian Rock Band" but that was cool to me then...plus we did some pretty cool stuff)
3. Bible College. I was even "popular" I would say I knew at least 85% of the student body pretty well...again, not BFF well, but I knew more about them than most of my high school friends.
4. Back when I knew what the hell I wanted to do with my life. Even my mom has started to blacklist me on the Christmas list. Her words: "You already graduated, you have a job, there's nothing else really interesting to tell people" So, now I'm a big loser who is in a job that they THOUGHT they wanted to do, being boring doing it.
5. When I was the cool new youth leader (the one with all the buzz, who had charisma and style, now my youth tell me all the time how very NOT cool I am...)
See, I guess in a way I need to mourn my coolness' exit a bit. Perhaps I have never been as cool as I thought I was...but even that little bit of cool deserves some consideration. On the other hand, I'm starting to be okay with it. It's like another portal has opened. Now that I'm not cool I get to be...mature? *sigh* that's not better.
But seriously. There's something about being cool that isn't all that great anyways. I just read this blog by a musician and fellow Youth Encounter guy Nate. I don't think we ever met while I was on the road, but his post meant something to me in the midst of my reflections on "cool" Take a look, it's called "God Save the Cool Kids"
If you're a loser like me, it might strike a chord. If not, chew on it anyways.
A couple that I can still remember:
1. being "friends" with about 85% of the people in my graduating class. (no, not like BFFs, but at least I knew them, and we talked)
2. Being on the road "rockstarism" (yes, I was on the road with a "Christian Rock Band" but that was cool to me then...plus we did some pretty cool stuff)
3. Bible College. I was even "popular" I would say I knew at least 85% of the student body pretty well...again, not BFF well, but I knew more about them than most of my high school friends.
4. Back when I knew what the hell I wanted to do with my life. Even my mom has started to blacklist me on the Christmas list. Her words: "You already graduated, you have a job, there's nothing else really interesting to tell people" So, now I'm a big loser who is in a job that they THOUGHT they wanted to do, being boring doing it.
5. When I was the cool new youth leader (the one with all the buzz, who had charisma and style, now my youth tell me all the time how very NOT cool I am...)
See, I guess in a way I need to mourn my coolness' exit a bit. Perhaps I have never been as cool as I thought I was...but even that little bit of cool deserves some consideration. On the other hand, I'm starting to be okay with it. It's like another portal has opened. Now that I'm not cool I get to be...mature? *sigh* that's not better.
But seriously. There's something about being cool that isn't all that great anyways. I just read this blog by a musician and fellow Youth Encounter guy Nate. I don't think we ever met while I was on the road, but his post meant something to me in the midst of my reflections on "cool" Take a look, it's called "God Save the Cool Kids"
If you're a loser like me, it might strike a chord. If not, chew on it anyways.
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