future plans

Last night I was day-dreaming about many things (most of them boys) but one of them was my future vocation. I day-dreamed my way into night-dreaming and back again so it got a bit weird but I enjoyed how it was complete or all-encompassing. I dreamed that I might teach music at my own former high school. I got a big thrill out of it. I had been thinking about an arrangment of mine and how I would love to walk into my old school and show it to my musical mentor. I wasn't sure if I should show the manuscript or the audio recording because the audio wasn't up to my standards but the manuscript might not give him a complete enough picture (as brilliant as he may be). With this next thought, the night-day line became blurry. I said to myself, "What if I could just ask five singers - five Music Theatre majors - to sing my piece? Shouldn't they be able to be perfect on the first try? Or first day, at least?" The thought excited me and I had a flashback of my old band classroom. From there I slipped into full-out dream land, still conscious - I guess - of the fact that I was dreaming. I began to think of what it would be like to make my living from teaching music - in this case teaching arrangements to singers - at my old high school. I saw my passion for it and started to wonder where my evangelistic calling would fit into the mix. I want to teach there. I want to teach music. I want to be capable of teaching music, just like the ones who taught me were. It looks hard and I don't do very well with music history but dag, I would like to try.

I had a dream a couple of weeks ago (undoctored) about returning to my high school to show the same piece in question to my music mentor. Some things were the same about us two, some were drastically different. What was interesting was that he not only knew I was a Christian (my t-shirt did help) but he also knew what kind of Christian I was (born-again, I suppose). Now, taking into account that this dream has only two sources of input: my brain and God, it makes sense that he would know this about me. But as I found it transferable to my own life, it was certainly something to think about. What will it be like when I go back to my high school? I haven't been there since I became a Christian. In the dream he was searching. He had a bit of self-sufficiency pride in his way but there were definitely traces of desperation coming out in his queries about me and the faith.

THIS more than anything, makes me want to walk through those doors again and tell the good word. Hmm. Tell the good word and teach the good music.

I was also wondering in my dreamy state of last night (I think on my way back to day-dreams) about how BIG of an impact I could actually make there for God. I was a bit disappointed, thinking there was no Campus Crusade for Christ chapter to get on board with, and looked with a bit of desperaton for any Christian voice the school had. Does the school have one? I think not. The Christian youth club had a sordid attendance and was written off by anyone who bothered to ask what L.I.G.H.T. stood for. I should infiltrate. I should ask God for my high school. Amen. :D


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