I've spent the last few weeks really examining my heart (in a non-surgical way) And I've come to a few conclusions that are likely to shape the next period (and hopefully more) of my life. And so I thought where better to commit to them than here in my blog.The post below outlines some of my thoughts on my family life and since the incident explained there my attitude has definitely changed and my actions have followed. I also blogged here about some of my thoughts on where I was headed in my work and stuff. The last few weeks have been amazing and some things have happened that have really made me examine my job and what I've been doing and I've come to the conclusion that God wants me where I am right now. I can think about where next or anything else when the time is right but for now I'm where God wants me to be and there's no place better.I also had a great chat with a guy from my church last week (he took me out because he was worried I was becoming disillusioned with my church - he's a wise man indeed!!) We talked about where our church is at and where it's headed. We chatted about the fact that I miss Sunday after Sunday becuase of work and other stuff and how I felt about that. We chatted about commitment, about lifestlye, about time, about cell and most other things that come into being in a church. And at the end of it I felt relieved and I felt challenged. Relieved that I'm not the only person who feels like I do. Challenged about my reaction to feeling that I was. Finally, the last few days have taught me some stuff about me and all 4 things link together on this one. As a person I want to be lots of things;I want to be a blessingI want to be happyI want to bring happiness to othersI want to be successful (whatever that means)I want to mirror the glory of GodI want to be a good husbandI want to be a good sonI want to be a good brotherI want to be a good friendI want to be a good discipleI want to be a good employeeI want to be a good mentorand the list goes on, but in all of this I've sometimes struggled with humility. As a teenager I was incredibly arrogant and I guess as a musician I sometimes had to be to get noticed or booked for work. As I got older this got less and less as I matured and grew not only in age but in my faith.There are still times however when this rises up in me and I find myself reacting in the old Matt ways. I become the arrogant 19 year old that didn't care about people as much as getting ahead in my music. Even in the last few weeks I've had moments when my pride has risen up and I've heard my inner voice saying things like - "who do they think they are??" or "do they know who they're talking to??"When I was younger I could convince myself that it was everyone else's fault. I could convince myself that I was right to be that arrogant. These days I recognise it immediately, and while my automatic reaction may still be one based in senseless pride I am more able to catch it early and get rid of it.So why blog this??Well, I might always struggle with pride. I might always struggle to remain humble in spirit. In fact until the day I die I may fight constantly againt the arrogant moron within. But I'm not giving up!! These old words from Albert Osborn say lots to me;My life must be Christ's broken bread,
My love his outpoured wine,
A cup o'erfilled, a table spread,
Beneath his name and sign,
That other souls refreshed and fed,
May share his life through Mine.
My all is in the Master's hands
For him to bless and break;
Beyond the brook his winepress stands
And thence my way I take.
Resolved the whole of love's demands
To give, for his dear sake.
Lord, let me share that grace of thine
Wherewith thou didst sustain
The burden of the fruitful vine,
The gift of buried grain.
Who dies with thee, O Word divine,
Shall rise and live again.
And so I keep trying and keep trying again to become the humble man I think God wants me to be. And so I blog this in the hope that it reminds me of my commitment to be more than I am. And that someone reading (if anyone is reading) will hold me to account if they see or hear of me acting like a teenage drummer from a smll market town just south of Belfast.