“The sower went out to sow his seed…” Luke 8:5
Today marks the end of an 18 day road trip. Since Friday June 2nd I’ve been literally thousands of miles. From a kid’s camp in the mountains of North Carolina, to the streets of New Orleans, a quick layover in Birmingham in between, and finally a tracking session for a project I’m producing… I got to see some pretty incredible things.
In North Carolina, I got to see children raising their hands in worship. Saw many of them being led to a new and deeper relationship in Christ by counselors who just a few years ago were kids at that very camp. Ten years of watering seed… and watching it bear fruit.
In New Orleans, we planted seeds of hope and played music in the communities surrounding that great and ravaged city. I walked it’s streets every day and night, seeing humanity at it’s worst… and it’s best. I saw students extending hands of help to churches still working despite being hammered by storms, both figurative and literal.
In Birmingham, I began a project that is the dream of new friends. A dream that was once thought lost… but I got to see the miracle of a tendril breaking through hard ground to find the morning and the light of Mercy.
As a musician, I have gone many places in this world… and I love what I do. It’s not an easy life, especially for my family. Any credit or praise that I receive needs to go directly past me and straight to my wife and kids who make coming home worth the time away.
So today this musician gets to go home for a brief spell, before heading back out again to the fields. There are certainly easier ways to make a living. But I’m compelled to play and sing and encourage and plant and water and watch…
By the way… the meaning of my name, ‘George’ is ‘farmer’.
“The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. “Therefore beseech the Lord of the harvest to send out workers into His harvest.” Matthew 9:1
See you in the field!