I just got done watching the movie August Rush. Something about it takes my words away and makes me want to replace them with music. It's like the music just swipes the words out of my mouth.
I know it's not a true story. I know that the little boy probably wasn't playing because it never does really show his face and his hands playing guitar in the same shot. But something about it makes me think, what is stopping me, or anybody from being a genius. Not a book genius per se, although sometimes people can become amazing because of what's inside them. I mean gifts.
What are the bricks that build the walls that box us in? What stops us from taking just one step past the boundaries that people have laid for us in the past?
If you write, what's stopping you from making the most spectacular gift there ever was to be written or read?
If you're a musician, what's stopping you from composing the most beautiful symphony man's ears have heard yet?
If you're a singer what's stopping you from singing out what has been flooding your heart?
If you're an artist, what's stopping you from painting another Sistene Chapel? Or the scene you see through only your eyes that you know words could never describe justly.
If it's dancing, what's stopping you from letting your heart explode into motions?
What stops me from writing what I hear?
It's all around me. All I have to do is listen.
When I ask why some people hear things and some don't, I truly believe the answer is that some are listening and some aren't. Some have the ears to hear, and others, unfortunately, were not blessed with such a gift. I believe once you start hearing or knowing how to hear your music, whatever it is, there is nothing stopping you from doing it all for the glory of God.
I may go write a song ;)