I wanted to write about my experience with the joy of my toil and the emptiness of vanity.
This happened over a three day holiday weekend.
My wife had gotten caught up in some family matters and was busy over this weekend. I had two songs that I had started to work on. With my wife being busy I was free to work (toil) at what I love to do.
For two straight days my wife had to get up early and be gone most of the day. When I got up each day I was very excited about what I was going to do.
I would eat my breakfast, work on this blog and then take care of any other general household things I had to do. Then I would head downstairs to my home studio.
There I toiled at composing and recording. It’s pretty basic and pretty simple but pretty cool and fun for me. The hours passed by quickly as I was totally lost in the flow.
I didn’t think about the menial chores that I had to do, what I was going to have for lunch and dinner, or even about how nice it was outside. I didn’t think that I should go up and get in our pool since we were in the final days of summer weather.
There was just one thing I was thinking about, making music.
The only distraction that I had was every now and then I would think about the fact that at some point I would have to stop and go up into the world and see what is happening.
I was happy and lost in my toil.
One night I stayed up until 1:45AM and only went to bed because I wanted to be up and ready to come back down into my home studio by 9:00 AM.
I was able to finish one song to the point of doing a quick mix and sending it off to my friend for his input.
The other song I completed to where I at least had all the tracks that I could do based on my abilities to be able to have a good idea of what I wanted in the song. Unfortunately I did run out of time and didn’t have that additional two to three hours to do a mix. But I also sent these tracks off to my friend because I liked them.
I was pretty proud of myself, especially since I am only a drummer who can count to four.
On the final day of this three day weekend my wife was free and the whole family got together for our favorite meal, ribeye steaks on the grill. I only have red meat a couple of times during the year, maybe three or four times, so it’s a pretty big deal when we have steaks on the grill.
I had a nice glass of wine with some excellent steaks, fresh homegrown sweet corn and noodles with brown butter.
Life was pretty damn good.
I woke up the next day and the euphoria was gone. I thought I had written and recorded some pretty good tracks. I had a blast doing it. Then I basked in my accomplishment while eating and drinking with the fellowship of my family.
Now it’s all in the past.
The feeling good about myself and what I did was vanity and gone like the wind.
And as I started my day I thought of one of my favorite Bible verses.
There is nothing better for a person than that he should eat and drink and find enjoyment in his toil. This also I saw is from the hand of God.
Well back to my toil.
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