I spent a considerable amount of soul-labor time with a good friend, Will Bernard, writing some songs for corporate worship today. We went far and wide with ideas we’ve been working on for many moons, came back to familiar themes, then experimented some more.
As songwriters we call this “blue-sky-mining;” a process of letting go of familiar terrain, scoping wide around it without firm regard for one’s moorings (just to let one’s creative hair down), then either developing a fresh song vision out of the fray of play, or returning to elements that seeded the idea in the heart of the writer.
Blue Sky Mining. Good for the soul, with a careful eye to the tethers with which we began.
Sometimes an old faith needs to die in order to make way for a fresh and living faith that can absorb the life experience that’s passed under the bridge. Familiarity can be a place of home and contentment, but left unchecked can become an innovation stealer.
Stretch your wings and fly, remembering where the nest is that formed you.
“5. But, as this faith, which works by love, begins to penetrate the soul, it tends, through the vital power of goodness, to change into sight, so that the holy and perfect in heart catch glimpses of that ineffable beauty whose full vision is our highest happiness. 7. Here, then, surely, is the answer to your question about the beginning and the end of our endeavor. 8. We begin in faith, we are perfected in sight.”