This poem was read to me yesterday, by my saxophone teacher, concerning my prospective audition for a prestigious jazz ensemble that I do not have the money for.
He told me his story of faith, and trusting in the Lord. His eyes were watery and he spoke with power I didn't expect.
He then told me his friend's story, of loss due to lack of faith.
I have yet to decide whether or not I will throw myself and my parents into financial turmoil, in faith that we will be provided for if this group is the right thing to be doing. I have yet to identify my own feelings, and the promptings I may or may not receive concerning this matter.
Until then, Goethe.
Until one is committed
There is hesitancy, the chance to draw back
Always ineffectiveness.
Concerning all acts of initiative (and Creation)
There is one elementary truth
The ignorance which kills countless ideas and splendid plans:
That the moment that one definitely commits ones self
Then Providence moves too.
All sorts of things occur to help one
That would never otherwise have occurred.
A whole stream of events issues from the decision
Raising in one’s favor all manner
Of unforeseen incidents and meetings
And material substance
Which no one could have dreamt
Would have come your way.
Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
GOETHE
i absolutely love it! you're amazing, have i told you that recently? :D
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