ramblings of a wannabe rockstar

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

There’s no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, a state of bliss
Can’t keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

-Pink Floyd

So, as I read my entry from yesterday about my recent setback, I’m thinking that it may have sounded a little overly dramatic. I had placed a lot of stock in getting the news that I wanted and really set myself up for the disappointment I felt yesterday. I really never have given myself the opportunity to dream big before so when I realized this whole flight thing and decided that this is what I want to persue right now, I think I might have gotten a little bit ahead of myself.

I tend to not talk about spiritual things a lot, at the risk of sounding trite or pretentious, but I’m going to get past that for the sake of this entry.

As I’ve written before, we’ve gotten ourselves plugged into an amazing congregation here in Frisco. It’s been such a privilege to have that community to plug into and to be challenged by. One such challenge came by way of Tim’s sermon this past week. The current sermon series they’re going through is called Living On The Edge. This past week’s topic of conversation had to do with consumers versus creators and the church environment. Tim made a point about these two terms that I’ve been thinking on as they kind of directly have had an impact on my line of thinking over the last couple days.

To say that since I really started persuing this (which is longer than my blog entries would have you think), having faith that God is going to honor this desire has been tough, is to put it mildly. I really have no idea how we will be able to afford financing this dream, but I have to start focusing on what resources I do have and trust that, if this is really what I should be doing, that the resources will be provided.

I sure have picked an odd time to persue this dream given recent other revelations that I won’t get into here, but Raquel is behind me 100% and now my brother in law, Joe, wants to do this with me.

Oh, that I may find His favor.

Happy birthday, Pete.

Well, folks…it friggin’ took long enough. I’m thirty years old and just now realizing my life-long dreams.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been fascinated by flight, and by extension, things that fly…namely airplanes and helicopters. Sometimes I’ll go to the airports just to watch the flights come and go at the end of the runways. Any time there’s an airshow at the local military bases or fly-ins at the muni down the street, I do what I can to make it there. It doesn’t matter how many times I’ve seen stuff…it’s new to me every single time. It never gets boring.

Last week, my love and I cruised down to the Addison airport to check out Cavanaugh’s annual Warbirds Over Addison Memorial Day celebration. As I shared in my post last Sunday, I’m a WWII aviation history buff and I just love those old warbirds. So, we’re sitting there at the end of the runway with an amazing vantage point over the aircraft coming and going. As I’m sitting there, my thoughts of someday wanting to be able to fly turn into, “Hey! Why the hell aren’t you doing this right now?!” So much to the point, that I’m thinking about persuing this as a career. My 1/3-life crisis? I don’t know…it just occurred to me that, I have this dream. I might as well follow it.

Now to figure out how to get that done…

I’ll be sure to let you all know how this works out.