Thoughts of a Servant

I love this guy! This is a man that is living. I am sure everyone else loves him too once they have seen Britian’s Got Talent’s Paul Potts.  What an amazing story he has to tell.  If you haven’t seen the video, I would recommend checking it out:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1k08yxu57NA

I was watching that video over and over wondering why it is getting to me.  Every time he sings, it brings an overwhelming sense of accomplishment, atonement, and fulfillment to the performance. I had done some research and I found some things that interested me.  Simon said that he had heard so many opera singers that could sing like that, but what made him different was the fact that when he sang, you heard all of the pain– sorrow– suffering– anguish– etc. that he has endured over the course of his life.  You hear his story, his love, passion, and vigor struggle for success.  He shatters your first thoughts about him.  I’m guilty, I wasn’t expecting much, but I was absolutely blown away.

Apparently, he was severely bullied when he was young.  He was usually involved with the fights between the parents– and he would often run away to go sing.  Singing was his escape.  But thats not the end of it…  He found the love of his life on a chatroom, and then encountered several unfortunate events: his appendix burst before his wedding, complications came and eventually it was a tumor that they found.  But even in the midst of this, he performed at the opera thinking, “If I don’t grab the opportunity to perform, I might never get to do it again.”  Continuing on, he got hit by a car four days after his honeymoon fracturing his collarbone which put him out of work for 9 months.  His whole life he worked as a grocerie checker and warehouse manager, and then the extraordinary chance of fulfilling his dream through Britian’s Got Talent came about.

After singing on this stage, he was honored by the three panelists and the crowd.  He eventually went on to sing in front of the queen!

What an amazing story.  Was God in this? Most definitely.  Guiding him each step of the way.  Who knows where he goes now.  You can see his tour dates, and his life being unraveled on his site:

http://www.paulpottsopera.org/Paul-Potts-Autobiography.html

Cheers to you Paul.  Thank you for the smile.

The Woven Path
by Julius Mashini

What morning is this,
That leads me away–
Away from a time of hard work,
grace and fun.

Whta place will it be
That calls me next
Will it be the Calm
Normality that dulls the mind

The quiet preparation
for another storm
Another chance to grow
and nurture a deeper Connection.

A time and place at the
end of time and place
Where we all gather to
Celebrate the Woven Path
of all things.

I am… Love
by Julius Mashini

The desire to love,
Desperation to be loved,
“Where will I go”
This love is killing me.

The absence of you is in the most time I need you,
“Where will I go”
This love is killing me,
This love is breaking me,
Knowing that you love someone else
This love is killing me.

Knowing that you play me a fool,
Telling me lies,
Where will I go?
This love gives me joy.

My heart glows on your appearances,
But  how do you feel on my appearance?
Who do you really love?
This love is killing me.

How do I tell her?
by Julius Mashini

Round conspicuous eyes… Pretty face..
With exciting smile… I love to envy…
Mouth just shines… With lipstick paint…
She’s in the time… o one could take…

How do I express myself?
How do I tell her how I feel?

I love her so badly… eyes indeed…
My mind is so steady… from my head to my knees…
Beginning to feel empty… like a Mother who lost Twins…
With I told her so early… things could have been fine it seems…
How do I tell her how I feel?

She looks like a rough diamond…
Something so precious…
Just like a water with high foam… More like a brain of a genius…
I feel trapped in last seconds of time bomb…
Like the coming of Jesus…
How do I explode these feelings like striked bomb…
Damn I’m so nervous.

How do I express my me?
How do I tell her how I feel?

We don’t choose to fall in love…
It just happens…
We don’t just write about love…
Unless we fallen…

I think I have fallen in love.. with that woman.
How do I express my love… to that Woman…
How do I express myself?
How do I tell her how I feel?