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"Bob, track some mud on the carpet" Words from Johnny Cash to Bob Dylan, a nudge to take risks and leave a mark. “You are the light of the world…let your light shine before others.”  Matthew 5.14. Words from someone who knew how to leave a mark. We can do the same. I Have you left some mud on the carpet? When did you last leave a stain? Do your words make an impression? Will you risk sounding insane? How will you best be remembered? How soft are you tempted to tread? How long will your footsteps echo, in the years after you’re dead? Why do you think you were here? Why do you have breath within you? Why do you have all these questions, when there're answers that've always been true? II Created to be the creators. Gifted to speak others' minds. Your art is a voice unspoken. A light to open their eyes. So next time you walk in a room, look for the ones in the crowd. Those who show recognition of the things you don’t dare say out loud. These are your tribe and your family. These are the ones you can trust. Together you might find a way to help new life form from the mud.
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Apr 5, 2025
Apr 5, 2025 at 2:08 PM UTC
“Track some mud on the carpet.”
"Bob, track some mud on the carpet" Words from Johnny Cash to Bob Dylan, a nudge to take risks and leave a mark. “You are the light of the world…let your light shine before others.”  Matthew 5.14. Words from someone who knew how to leave a mark. We can do the same. I Have you left some mud on the carpet? When did you last leave a stain? Do your words make an impression? Will you risk sounding insane? How will you best be remembered? How soft are you tempted to tread? How long will your footsteps echo, in the years after you’re dead? Why do you think you were here? Why do you have breath within you? Why do you have all these questions, when there're answers that've always been true? II Created to be the creators. Gifted to speak others' minds. Your art is a voice unspoken. A light to open their eyes. So next time you walk in a room, look for the ones in the crowd. Those who show recognition of the things you don’t dare say out loud. These are your tribe and your family. These are the ones you can trust. Together you might find a way to help new life form from the mud.
Prompted by that quote from Jonny Cash.
stevejeff
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Apr 5, 2025
Apr 5, 2025 at 2:08 PM UTC
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