Thoughts from the road...

Tim here…thought I’d take advantage of some drive-time to get some thoughts out on paper. Let me paint the picture: two guys, 21 and 22, respectively; both sitting in a maroon Pathfinder; sitting in rush hour traffic outside of D.C.; the thermometer says 69 and the stereo sounds like All American Rejects (we ran out of CD’s…). Two brothers, just trying to soak up and digest everything that’s been going on this past year.

We are heading to Ohio, another stop along the journey of finding our way in this big world. Spending the last two weeks at Josh’s house have been refreshing and nothing shy of God’s blessing. I’ve been thinking a lot lately. Well, either that, or my mind has been doing a lot of thinking on its own; it’s almost to the point of overwhelming. But it’s a good kind of overwhelming. I’ve had a bit of writer’s block this past year or so, ever since recording our album last September, my creativity has been frozen. Until now. It’s a good feeling. Josh and I just spent the last two hours in the car with the windows up and radio off, trying to craft our way through some lyrics. We don’t really know where God is planning on taking M.Fillmore, but if there is another studio in the near, then we want our songs to be really well-crafted, honest, and pure. We want our songs to be sung well after we stop singing them.

One thing that I absolutely love about traveling is to hear so many stories. But not all are stories that make you feel good inside. It’s heartbreaking to hear stories from some so young, to hear how they have gone through what no one should ever have to go through, to hear how some have seen what no one should ever see. But at the same time, it’s life-giving to hear those stories, because God is at work, and His Spirit is moving. God is all about redemption: constantly redeeming that which is lost, constantly beautifying that which is ugly, constantly giving purpose to that which was a mistake.

This weekend, I had a long talk with an intelligent young girl who has one of those stories. She has been through it all, everything. It broke my heart; but it sparked life in me. Heartbreaking to hear her story; life-giving to hear how God is moving in her life. I got to pray alongside of her, and to match her tear-for-tear. She emailed me the next day to tell me how some of the things we prayed for were immediately answered before she fell asleep that night, and how the rest of everything we prayed for was unfolding. God is a God of redemption.

Thanks for listening...