This week I was blessed to find out a gal I wrote a song with early last year, who moved on to another church, is continuing with her songwriting journey. She has even started a creative arts group that meets in her home (I wish I could do that!). I am always happy when I hear about other people prospering in their art, though I am always still tempted to get jealous and try to rush my own process. It reminds me that I am not alone, that I am not some crazy person that thinks I can write some song that people will like. It reminds me that art is a collective process that we can share in together. And it reminds me that artists remain artists even if they move on to other endeavors; there is something about the heart of the artist that cannot be kept down for long.

I have a seed of a song on my heart right now, born out of several scriptures with the same message. I do not know how long it will take to grow into a real song; perhaps up to a year; but I know it has potential. Perhaps it will be my theme song for this year. Perhaps it will be the first song I sing solo for my church. Perhaps it will just sit in my journal, waiting for the day when I meet a good musician to help me with the music. We shall see; I don’t plan to rush it this time.