One thing I learned from life experiences (especially the YouTube journey), is that more people seem to connect with your struggles and sorrows. They feel your music stronger when they know you better. They pull for you harder after they know more of the story the Creator made for you.
Even though I was positive on the outside, many of my friends from YouTube would tell me of their struggles. I always kept mine to myself, not wanting to burden anyone else. When enough of my friends had told me of their hard times, it woke me up to how I needed to share mine. It was time to break my silence, and open up more about my life's story.
If you relate to Psalm 88, perhaps our Creator and Storyteller has given us a similar background.
WHEN THE WORLD WAS MADE FOR YOU
I've met a few good people who have experienced those moments when they felt "the world was made for them."
I once felt a moment like that at Charlotte Motor Speedway, but the underlying feeling was that a feeling like that weren't fair. It has to be for everyone. I believe we all take turns taking a knee, so to speak—that way, others can share their glory.
RISE AND SHINE
I believe that all of life has been planned—deer, ants, snakes, and friends in our paths. God even knows the words we'll speak before we speak them (Psalm 139).
From race wins and losses, which foods we'll eat, and the musical notes we'll play, I believe that all of life runs on a predestined course designed by the Creator. ("Our footsteps are ordered.")
Job Applications: If the storms in the sky are controlled, perhaps the storms in our minds are as well—otherwise known as "brainstorms."
As the most popular book throughout all human generations says, "God's Plan cannot be thwarted."
As long as I'm alive, I have what's called a "lease on life." When God has timed it, He takes back the lives He has given. No matter the music, racing, or writing God enables me to do, my personal accomplishments are nothing—I am not the One who created the earth, nor did I set the sky above it.
O LORD, the God who saves me, day and night I cry out before you.
May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to my cry.
For my soul is full of trouble and my life draws near the grave.
I am counted among those who go down to the pit; I am like a man without strength.
I am set apart with the dead, like the slain who lie in the grave, whom you remember no more, who are cut off from your care.
You have put me in the lowest pit, in the darkest depths.
Your wrath lies heavily upon me; you have overwhelmed me with all your waves. Selah.
You have taken from me my closest friends and have made me repulsive to them. I am confined and cannot escape;
my eyes are dim with grief. I call to you, O LORD, every day; I spread out my hands to you.
Do you show your wonders to the dead? Do those who are dead rise up and praise you? Selah.
Is your love declared in the grave, your faithfulness in destruction?
Are your wonders known in the place of darkness, or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
But I cry to you for help, O LORD; in the morning my prayer comes before you.
Why, O LORD, do you reject me and hide your face from me?
From my youth I have been afflicted and close to death; I have suffered your terrors and am in despair.
Your wrath has swept over me; your terrors have destroyed me.
All day long they surround me like a flood; they have completely engulfed me.
You have taken my companions and loved ones from me; the darkness is my closest friend.