Monday, April 23, 2012

An Interview With Michael Card




"As a songwriter I can tell you that the greatest moment of encouragement comes not from awards or high numbers on some soon-to-be-forgotten chart but from the singing of a new song for the very first time." 
Michael Card




     While I was packing gear for a week-long hike in the Ozarks, my friend Bill said, "You gotta hear somethin'." He popped a cassette (a clue as to how long ago this was) into his tape player and I was introduced to the music of Michael Card. I knew I was hearing the voice of a kindred spirit. 

     Michael Card has penned dozens of books and articles, more than 31 albums (selling over 4 million copies, with more than 19 #1 hits) and has shared his words and music in conferences and concerts around the world. Last week he shared some of his thoughts with me. 

     Did you write or play an instrument as a child?

     Yes, I did. Growing up in Nashville it was hard to escape. I was in prom bands and bluegrass bands pretty much all thru high school.

     What would you say has influenced your writing the most?

     The desire to engage with the Bible. That is what excites me the most; saying something differently, that draws someone in.

     You have seen the music industry transition from vinyl to digital download. How has time affected the way you perform and record?

     I would say that the only thing that ever changed over time was the configuration we took out on the road. Bigger crowds allow for bigger bands. We had sections, a black gospel choir, an irish band, etc. I still like performing alone the best.

     I have heard several writers discuss the process of the craft. How does a song 'come about' for you?

     That is something I have never been able to easily express. It is difficult, it gets harder with every record. The most I can say is that writing music is like prayer, in that it involves listening. The right notes or words are out there in the ether, it's just a matter of being still enough to hear them.

     When did you realize that writing and performing would provide your livelihood?

     Just out of college I recorded a couple of songs to help a friend who was starting a production company. When they were shopping the songs, trying to get jobs for themselves as producers, one company said, "We will hire you as producers if you'll produce the person on the demos." That is when I thought I might make a living at this.

     What is the most challenging project you have undertaken?

     I would say the lament record was the hardest so far. It is impossible to fake writing a lament. You have to go thru the experience to be able to write about it believably. That was no fun.

     What does the ideal concert setting look like for you?

     Playing for a college crowd, anywhere. They are my favorite age to play for because I believe that in general you become whatever it is you will be in college. I love feeling like I am helping in that process.

     Do you ever sit with friends and play songs together?
     
     Nope!

     Often, your albums will have an accompanying book. Which usually comes first?

     At first the songs came first. Now it's the books, which really works better, since I can do all the research and have it there for the songwriting process. Also, after you have written 200 pages on a given subject, you have pretty well worked thru most of the angles in your mind.

     What advice would you give to a high school student who says ,”I think God is calling me to be a songwriter?"

     First and foremost, allow your community to become a part of the process of determining your call. I can't express that enough. The people in your community know you. They know what your gifts are. They can help you find your calling, you are not supposed to do that by yourself. Next you need to equip yourself with a good education. No matter what the call is, you need to have biblical understanding.



To find out more about Michael Card, including concert schedules, click here.



Tuesday, April 17, 2012

A 3 Word Play and a Story

3 Word Play
     by Katie Metz


A: What was that?


B: I hear nothing.


A: Ouch! My foot!


B: Sorry... too dark?


A: Blindfolds usually are.


B: It's worth it.


A: I hear something.


B: Almost there. What?


A: It sounded like...


B, C, D, E: Surprise! Happy Birthday!




My Story
     by Elizabeth Hemingway

     Hell found me.


     I knew it for sure, this was the devil's lair; because nothing could be worse than this. It was even complete with screaming. Children screaming, only not from pain, but worse, way worse. I was a seventeen year old with her first job of supervising kids playing in a place called fun zone. But its not fun, at least not for the workers. I challenge the devil right now to come up with something worse than getting beaten, taunted, poked, pulled and shoved by little kids for all eternity. Oh okay, my shift is technically four hours long, but still, it feels like an eternity. It was my mom who made me apply for the job in the first place. She said I should "Learn some responsibility" which is basically code for "Earn some money so I don't have to pay for your massive appetite".
     I was putting kids shoes into the cubbies when a little girl in a sparkly pink dress came running up to me.
     "Those are my shoes!" she screamed, pointing at the pair of high healed, (what kid wears high heals?) red, sparkly, wizard of oz style shoes I had been moving into a cubby.
     "Um, okay." I said, handing them to her. She dropped them and made a face.
     "Ewwww you touched them!"
     "So?" I asked, resisting the urge to roll my eyes
     "You have germs!"
     "I do not!"
     "Yes you do! Now I'll have to wash them."
     "Look, kid," I got down on her level. "If you're worried about me touching your shoes, you should know the number of kids that threw up in the slide you just went down. A lot." She looked at me with wide eyes.
     "You're lying!"
     "Nope." she started screaming.
     "MOMMY! GERMS!!!!" And ran around the corner. Uh oh. I better back away slowly-
     "Robyn!" Crap. I turned to see the manager walking toward me wearing her signature you're-in-trouble-and-I'm-disappointed-in-you face.
     "Did you just tell a child that we are unclean?!" I opened my mouth to say it was true, but thought better of it. I just looked at the ground.
     "Tsk tsk. That'll be-"
     "Money off my paycheck?" I asked hopefully. Yes, hopefully, because the alternative was much much worse.
     "No, I think that ball pit duty will be a better disiplinary action for this situation." crap.
     "No! I'll do anything else!" I begged. "I'll even clean the toilets!"
     "Tempting, but you should be with the kids more. It might help you get along with them. So go along, and tell the person there that they can take a break." I walked over to the ball-pit like I was on my way to my own execution. I walked up to the pit.
     "Help! Save me!" Screamed the worker already in there. She was covered with several five year olds who were all holding her down.
     "You can go on break now!" I told her.
     "YES!" she screamed "Back demons! GET BACK!" she fought off the little kids as she crawled out of the pit.
     "Man I feel sorry for you" she said. "Its after lunch, and someone's mom brought twinkies. Sugar high mini demons." she ran off, and I looked at the kids, who were all staring at me.
     "I don't want any trouble," I said as I climbed in. The kids looked at each other.
     "LETS GET HER!" one screamed. Next thing I knew I was facedown in the ball pit begging for mercy from a bunch of preschoolers. I was sure that god was punishing me for some terrible thing I had done when I heard it. The voice of an angel.
     "Alright! Hey! I think she's had enough! Let her go!" And just like that, the kids let me up, and I looked up into the face of my savior. It was a guy my age, and he smiled at me and stuck out his hand.
     "Hey," he said. "Need some help?" I nodded.
     "How did you get them to listen to you?" I asked.
     "Oh," he said. "A little thing called bribery." He pulled a bag of candy from his pocket. I swear all the little kids looked at him like he was god. Maybe he was, sent here to save me from my torment.
All I knew was, maybe this job wouldn't be so bad after all.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

An Interview With Tedd Galloway

"The single greatest lesson that I learned is rather simple: Love is costly. My prayer is that someday the body of Christ will be color-blind, that we will stop talking about loving people and simply demonstrate it."
Tedd Galloway


     Every writer has a unique style and method. This week I had the chance to ask my friend, Tedd Galloway, a few questions about his approach to writing.

     Every writer has a method they tend to follow. What is your routine like?

     I guess I have two methods that I try to use. I have two fiction works that I try to spend time on three or four times per week. With our current living circumstances it is difficult at times. The second method is how most of my short works originate. That process is what I refer to as; Receptive, Ready and Responsive. I will go into a little more detail later. Many of my poetic pieces came as I prepared my heart for worship. Another soul feeding place is when I have the opportunity to sit quietly outdoors. My short piece that is close to my heart was given to me as I listened to, Amy's Lullaby. The Dance of the Innocents, represents one of the first impress given pieces.

     Your book, A Mother's Heart Moved the Hand of God, is a memoir of your time spent in Africa. When you were writing it did you rely on journals, memories or both?

     When I wrote, A Mother's heart Moved the Hand of God, I relied on two very trustworthy sources. I wrote in my journal the events surrounding the actual adoption process involving Ana. The other events and information in the book came from events and impressions pressed so deeply in my mind that their recall was never difficult. When I started the actual writing pages poured forth with little effort.


     At what point did you realize a book would come from your experience?

     I never intended the writing to become a book for the public. In all honesty, I began the writing as a form of therapy. I was in such conflict over the events that transpired that I doubted the very foundation stones of my life, my faith in God. It was later when friends asked about my writing that I allowed some to read it. The comments that came were encouraging and moved me in the direction of a completed manuscript and the final book.

     Have you considered writing something for those considering overseas mission work, perhaps 'Lessons Learned' or 'A Missionaries Survival Guide'?

     I have not considered writing for those anticipating or wanting to place themselves in mission work. It is something that could happen.


     What advice would you give to anyone considering mission work, whether abroad or in their homeland?

     If God has placed mission work upon your soul then you must respond. You know it because it never leaves you alone. Never enter the mission field because it might be exciting or look good on your resume. Also, be prepared to have questions in your heart that do not have easy answers, or for that matter, any answers. Do not attempt to change people, be prepared to have people change you. If the life of Christ is being lived out in you, He will bring about transformation.


     The back cover of your book states- Due to a spinal cord injury he spends his time writing and speaking at various churches'. It seems that art is often born from pain. Had it not been for the injury, do you think you would writing today?

     I might not be writing the materials I am today if not for pain. The initial pain of my spirit and soul brought about my manuscript. My spinal cord injury brought about the need to leave full-time pastoral ministry. My divine charge from God was to communicate the message of the gospel. As my pulpit ministry has diminished it seems my writing ministry is increasing. For me, the knowledge that my writing might be used by God beyond my years and space is very rewarding.

     Your poetry is always a visual experience for me. What sparked your interest in poetry and were any of your teachers influential?

     I am not really sure what sparked my interest in poetry. I think it started with thoughts that seemed to want to be written down. That might sound dumb. Many times, short pieces came rather quickly. My piece on Easter took about ten minutes. I think a few things are very important in how I view my writing. I am receptive. I am open to new ideas, such as poetry. I want my mind and heart to be receptive to words and images. I am ready. When I go anywhere I want to be sure to have a pen and at least a scrap of paper. Many pieces have been composed on the back of a church program, on a bank envelope or receipt. Now I have a tablet in each vehicle. I am responsive. When a word comes into mind, I write it down right away. I have lost a few words and ideas because I didn't write them down right away. Just jotting down the main idea or couple of words is all it takes to implant the thought in my brain. I think I flunked English Comp. All of the rules and hard to pronounce guides didn't make sense to me. When I got serious about writing the manuscript an English Teacher and and Creative Writing instructor gave me a lot of suggestions and guidance. He taught on the college level and helped me far beyond the selection of words.

     Who are your favorite authors?

     My favorite authors are C.S. Lewis. I read his Chronicles of Narnia to the kids growing up. His other writings seem to feed a different part of me. J.R.R. Tolkien is another favorite, as his ability to bring us into his fantasy world is wonderful. Francis Schaffer is another writer who continues to feed a part of me. I don't like to admit this, but I seldom read for pleasure or entertainment anymore. There is a lot I want to do, and much more that doesn't get done.

     What are you currently reading?

     I read my Bible, not everyday, like I should. I am reading some books on writing skills. I just reread works by Swindoll and Schaffer.

     I know you writing will continue to encourage and influence others. What advice would you give to a young person considering writing as a career?

     Write if you are compelled. Have something to say. Know that your words will influence others. I can only speak for me when I say, I write because I am called upon to communicate the gospel of Christ. If I needed to accomplish the communication in another way, I would try.


     Thank you, Tedd.


Tedd Galloway has pastored six churches. After serving three years in Zambia as a missionary, Tedd and his family bought a farm in Michigan. You can follow Tedd's blog at http://aservantsheartministry.blogspot.com/