Birthday: March 13th, 1990
Hometown: Scottsdale, Arizona
Birthname: Jason Bernard Ryan Jacoby
Hometown: Scottsdale, Arizona
Birthname: Jason Bernard Ryan Jacoby
I am a fellow keyboard warrior, just like yourself. Psalm 144:1
Musically, or on a computer screen, I pray to use my gifts wisely.
Musically, or on a computer screen, I pray to use my gifts wisely.
God
God is the One who set the stage, created the earth, and gives us a place to race. God gives knowledge on how to build a race car, makes the people who make the race tracks, and leads fans into the grandstands. God is due all credit, and is everyone's Leader, Guider, and soul Provider.
"Love God, love people, and choose good instead of evil."
RACING
Before I became fully devoted to God, racing was my number one love. Now, I find that Scripture and racing terminology go hand-in-hand. The Bible mentions chariots, walls, the four corners of the earth, etc. Life is merely a play on words, and racing is one of the greatest spectacles God ever created. Every driver was known before they won their final race, and every conversation with every fan was already planned. God knows what will be tomorrow, the next day, and the outcome of every race--all of us are only second place. Even on a race track, there are no accidents, because nothing can happen outside of what God has planned. Whether virtual or real, everything is part of the package deal.
MUSIC
While music was second to my love of racing, it was still first-place to many of my friends. Even though I consumed racing (eating, sleeping, and breathing it), my mother preferred the sound of piano over the sound of race engines.
For most of our lives, she and I could never see eye-to-eye, but her dream for me to become a musician was planted before I was ever birthed. During her time as an on-air radio personality, she was granted a sponsorship deal on a Baldwin upright piano. More than 30 years later, she claims the angels are with me when I play.
"Education"
This is an extremely hot topic for me. Throughout my schooling, I was plagued with bullies as classmates, and bullies as teachers. There was always a harsh, "You can't do that!" attitude from the teachers, even upon the most childlike innocence. Nothing upsets me more than harsh treatment of the innocent ones (from parents, teachers, or even children with evil in their hearts).
A cruel teacher's degree is just a worthless piece of paper, unfortunately warranting their harsh treatment toward the ones commanded to "sit down, shut up," and not be creative.
HEALTH
This also goes back to "education." Not only are children taught by many who do not deserve a classroom–their nutrition has been completely lopsided. Children are raised to eat harsh, chemical-filled foods, further destroying young bodies and minds that are given little chance to enjoy the true prime of life.
This goes back to a very young age for me, when I was raised on almost a completely vegetarian diet. When I saw the first "Happy" Meal my mom ever got me (I was four or five years old), I shuddered with fear–even then, I knew it was not good for me.
It became an addiction that God only broke recently.
SOCIAL AWKWARDNESS AND DISABILITY
Though there is a Grand Artist and Author, many of us He has put here have often written songs and poems of how we've been misunderstood.
The rebels, the outcasts, and the "dark horses in the back of the pack." Take to any country music song, and some of the most influential artists were the ones who "never fit in."
Often led where I did not want to go, I was picked on by people I had nothing against. I was constantly hardened and softened through life experiences.
A DISGRACE TO MY FRIENDS
At 17, I was in the prime of my life. Racing, digital artwork (painting), video editing, and many other gifts were being worked up in me. I loved the people I raced with as much as I could, and showed respect as much as possible. When God first revealed Himself (I had been broken and suicidal all while climbing the racing ladder), I experienced an extremely powerful transformation.
I took some extremely hard spiritual blows in the offline world, and lost all my wits and ways of success. My inspiration to create and help others was quenched by a force other than my own.
Instead, I constantly knowingly made a fool of myself amongst all of my respected peers while trying to pick up the pieces.
I've gotten the question, "Were you possessed?" Answer: I don't have a definitive "yes" or "no," because I was still aware of how my actions were making others feel, and I had to bear all the pain of behaving outwardly how I was not inwardly.
We only see things when we're supposed to, and my "veil has not yet been lifted."
But I know that God is real, because it is He Who made me gifted.
Isaiah 45:7
"I create the light and make the darkness.
I send good times and bad times.
I, The LORD, do ALL these things."
A CORRELATION AND EVERLASTING CONNECTIONS
We all see eventually that there is a Purpose to our race.
- When enough dots are connected...
- When enough pieces of the puzzle are put together...
- When enough laps are run...
- When enough of the song has been composed...
- When almost all of the video has been produced...
- When enough rain has poured, and...
- When it all lines up and works together...
We see that we all have our connections for a reason. If you've ever grown up and had a poster in your room, the chances are you met the "idol" in that photo.
Though we're only "dust in the wind," God created all of us, and He uses each of us as He pleases.
We come to see that we looked up to people for a reason (God gives favor, and bestows a crown upon each person), and that all of us are connections on the road that leads to Salvation.