It has been a long while for some of you since you have heard a mere peep from me. For others, you have maybe had a short glimpse of me with a possible short quip of humor. However, I bet the vast majority of you still have no idea of what I have been doing with my life and whether I have become a contributing member of society, or I am just holed-up in a cold basement, counting the days until my Twitter followers exceeds twenty.
(I should point out the irony in the fact that Switchfoot’s “This is Your Life” is playing on my computer right now)
If you are wondering, “I hope Tim has at least found a job by now,” then you can stop worrying. For all of you who haven’t heard yet, I was hired in early September as an “event technology specialist” by a production company (or an “A/V” company, if you want to lose the technical corporate jargon) who has various hotel/conference center-based clients in downtown Minneapolis. Basically, I set up audio and visual systems for conferences and conventions and what-not for large (and some small) groups and corporations. It’s pretty much what I did all last year with CTI. That is, minus the traveling, playing music, decent co-workers, and properly functioning hardware.
But it pays the bills and supports me and good ‘ol Unkie Sam at the same time. I have been blessed in that area. And, at the very least, I’m gaining a lot of good experience, learning more in an area that I’m actually interested in, and building up one HECK of a client list that ranges from local underachieving professional football team, “The Largest Algal Biomass Summit in the World,” Norwegian royalty, and a former U.S. President (hint: he was impeached while in office and is NOT named Andrew Johnson).
“But Tim,” you may ponder, “If you said you’re paying bills, then does that mean you are paying rent, and does THAT mean you have a new address?”
Why yes. It does.
I felt that all you important people in my life (I think the scientific term is the “give-a-crap-ers”) should be clued-in on my contact information to wisely use at their discretion. So knock yourself out.
3544 Aquila Circle #7
St. Louis Park, MN 55426
If you can’t find this address on Google Maps or a GPS, try swapping in “Minneapolis” for “St. Louis Park,” because, according to the robots, they are obviously the same city.
I didn’t list my phone number, because I’m planning on also posting this to my blog, and I don’t publicize that information as widely. But I believe that most of you already know how to contact me via telephone anyways. Feel free to (wisely) use that at your discretion as well.
And since we’re on the topic of bills, I’d like to take this moment (after I caught your attention, but before I lose it again), to mention that I still have a somewhat large chunk of money left to pay CTI for my ministry year. As many of you know, only about 60% of what I (was supposed to) raise actually covered the ministry expenses I incurred throughout the year. The organization was a huge blessing to me, and will be a blessing to other people like me in the future as long as they can still work on good financial terms.
“Developing Christian leadership and character in young musicians” is one of the passions behind CTI’s purpose, and I’m sure they would probably prefer not to add negative things to their goals (e.g. homelessness, debt-ridden lifestyles, a passion for cutoffs, etc.). Because of this CTI agreed to cut me some slack by not demanding every cent of what I didn’t raise right after my ministry year ended. However, by now being currently employed with some form of cash flow, I made a promise to have everything paid in full by the end of the year.
As responsibility requests, I am fully prepared to pay off the difference in what I didn’t raise by myself, but it would put a considerable amount of financial strain on me for a while. So if you want to continue to (tax-deductibly) support me, feel free to use my (new) contact info for info in this area as well.
Some of you have already helped me out financially (ctimusic.org/donate) over the past year considerably. Some of you have helped me out in non-financial ways that have meant the WORLD to me. Heck, just the fact that you’re reading this entire thing means that you at least think I’m a decent person. That means a lot as well.
People come and go through the revolving door that makes up my social life. But in just compiling the list of email addresses that I was going to send this message to, I realized how many people have been constant resources to me. And I thank you ALL. Please don’t ever change. I’d also ask please don’t ever go away, but I think that at least half the people I’ve sent this to now live 100 or more miles from where I currently live.
But that is life.
Please stay in touch. This is especially for those who don’t live near me in the Land of 10 Billion Puddles, but even if you see me EVERY day (which would be creepy, considering my work schedule), there is probably more going on than meets the eye, so stop and chat. I’m a messed-up person. But I’m guessing so are you. We have something in common!
We all go through struggles. I can say without a doubt that, since I permanently moved back to the Minneapolis area, these last three months have been some of the longest in my life. Each day is a struggle for meaning and purpose in life. Some days are easy. Some days are more difficult. MUCH more difficult.
You would think that after spending a year on the road in the U.S. and Canada (not to mention the two episodes of “A Bearded White Guy’s Adventures in Hong Kong”) I would have a better idea of what I want to do in life. I remember going throughout the course of that year, BS-ing my way through questions when people (on many occasions) would ask the usual “So what are you doing after this?” The truth is that I STILL don’t know. Even with my new job, I had that gut feeling that this wasn’t a job-to-end-all-jobs sort-of opportunity. I feel that God is going to teach me a lot through this particular job (in job skills and life skills). But the door is still always open to whatever God throws my way.
Trust me, it is sometimes frustrating. It almost makes me angry some days. Believe it or not, I am only human. Trying to fully understand something that created me and the universe around me is like expecting Rebecca Black to put out a decent single. It’s just not going to happen.
I’m beginning to see that life was never meant to be entirely figured-out. But that doesn’t mean we still can’t enjoy it.
I keep slapping myself whenever I say that. It’s what I used to tell kids all the time when life doesn’t go as planned. I’m the biggest hypocrite sometimes with the stuff I preach. It’s tough to say it when there are some days when it’s tough to live it.
So there you go! Donate your money to a hypocrite!
I’m pretty sure that, when I was formulating what I wanted to say in this message, it wouldn’t end like that.
What I’m trying to say is that there it is much easier to have a bad day and throw away everything you strive to live for, rather than actually making an effort to find those seemingly hard to find moment of joy in life.
A wise (and slightly fictional) person once said, “Get busy living, or get busy dying.”
What are you doing?
I can say that, when the luster of my *NEW* job wore off and monotony and complacency kicked-in, I realized that I was going to make some sort of an effort give each day alive a purpose. Otherwise, if I have nothing to live for, then I might as well just be working towards retirement. Speaking of which, as part of my company’s benefits plan, they are setting me up with a 401(k). Dang. Is retirement really the next step in life? Isn’t there something in between?
Thoughts to think about, I guess…
As disjointed as I may have been throughout the course of this message, I hope you got something out of it. At the very least, I hope I gave you a brief idea of what The New Adventures of Tim looks like (“tackling A/V aesthetics one spandex skirt at a time”).
Have a great life.
“1I waited patiently for the LORD; He turned to me and heard my cry. 2He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. 3He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the LORD and put their trust in him. 4Blessed is the one who trusts in the LORD, who does not look to the proud, to those who turn aside to false gods. 5Many, LORD my God, are the wonders you have done, the things you planned for us. None can compare with you; were I to speak and tell of your deeds, they would be too many to declare.”