Mike Blair Music

The art of the blog is immediacy; a continuous narrative of life seen through the eyes of…me.  The narrative I’m living today is something I’m sure a few will rate adequate or perfectly fine or unnervingly depressive. 

 I have made plans for my life.  And they were pretty successful looking to me.  Graduate from college, find a career that allows time for playing music, and marry the girl.  Children are in the picture down the road along with a rather trendy apartment to suit.  Or possibly a yard in the country where there is only the land and sky.  Nice times.

I remember first planning “a happening” for this year.  We had big plans; sponsors, large tents, vendors, stages.  None of it happened.  It rained.  People fell through for good reasons and crummy ones.  Hearts were thrown down to shatter on the kitchen floor.  What I had hoped for, planned for, was excited for with the festival didn’t happen.  This was something that I believed God had a vision for.  So why couldn’t it turn to gold? 

I don’t know.  I don’t live with much gold in my life.  Do I plan things anymore?  Nope.  I only believe my feet will push themselves from the bed to the floor and I have to choose to stand up, stretch and start another day.  That is all I have.  And as I come through my gate each morning I mumble, “God, just teach me something today.”