Earlier in the week, Tam made this ever-so-subtle comment about what I could do for you all while we’re waiting for the computer that still has not been shipped from the Dell warehouse [not that I’m bitter or anything]:

i know what you can do while you’re waiting…find some more of those awesome songs of yours. and. you know. share them 🙂
That Tam, she’s always thinking.
And since she asked so nicely I thought I’d better do as I’m told. [She’s really good at talking me into things… like Twitter. And Facebook. And oreo cravings.]
Tonight I had the girls over for our faith sharing night, and this paragraph from Max Lucado’s Traveling Light struck me in a big way:
God hates arrogance. He hates arrogance because we haven’t done anything to be arrogant about. Do art critics give awards to the canvas? Is there a Pulitzer for ink? Can you imagine a scalpel growing smug after a successful heart transplant? Of course not. They are only tools, so they get no credit for the accomplishments.
Now, at some point in the discussion I think Susie called me a tool, and didn’t mean it in the nicest way, but that’s not the point I’m trying to make here. 🙂 In every part of the 23rd Psalm, which this book is based on, it talks about all God does for us:
He makes me…”
“He leads me…”
“He restores my soul…”
And once again I am reminded that I need to be mindful of having a servant’s heart. I have to be intentional in all the actions I take, knowing that all I do needs to point back to Him… the One who gets the praise for writing the story of our lives. The story for which I am blessed enough to be the ink.
And I just happen to have recorded a song back in the day that reminds me of that. So, thanks to Tam, here’s my recording of My Soul Desire: