I have long since abandoned my little guitar blog here.  Life has taken me many places.  I've had triumphs.  I've had failures.  I've had tragedies.  I've had a lot happen to me and to my loved ones and around me and around those I love.


My little guitar blog was the beginning of...something.  Of writing bits of my life and sharing them.  Of purposefully exploring my journey with six strings and a box with words.  Of purposefully exploring a journey within myself as well.  My little guitar blog never got very deep.  But the music did.  And the satisfaction of attaining a little mastery of my instrument.


I've had a very long stretch of spiritual stagnation.  I've not enjoyed church. I've not enjoyed the sermons.  I've not been happy with God.  In fact, you can say I was, and still am, quite livid with Him.  And since church is where I do most of my playing, my zest for the instrument has stagnated as well.  My calluses are gone. My left hand is clumsy unless it is a song I know very well.  I just don't care.


Yesterday, I played in my church praise team band.  I'm still doing the cowboy cords and the campground strum.  But I enjoyed it like I haven't in years. I enjoyed the way my box with six strings sang.  I enjoyed provided a rhythm against the melody played on the piano.  I enjoyed making music.  I've had some experiences in the realm of faith these last two months that has opened small areas of growth.  And I find it fascinating that, along with these small awakening, so too my itch to strum awakes.


I don't know if I'm at the beginning of something or at the end of something else.


I have a feeling it is both


And neither

I've been thinking...

...it might be time to see Amish Guitar posts again.

Jogging Clydesdale

New blog started at The Jogging Clydesdale. Decidedly guitar free, but you're welcome to stop by. --AG

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