Uncommon Thoughts from a Common Man…
I hope to be well known for my writings long before I fade away. I know it sounds self-centered, but in fact it isn’t about me. I have a little vision of how I’d like the world to be, and I believe I can make a difference and bring moments of calm and order to life’s choppy sea…I believe this is why God gave the gift of words to me.
I want to catch you in the morning and give you my thoughts from the night before. I put them down here when I couldn’t fall asleep, when I found myself a bit blue over how tomorrow could turn out to be. And I hoped you’d take a minute to see what I had to say, about this and that…and maybe it helped change your tone to one a little sweeter, warmed your heart a bit over the guy in the car in front of you…he too has a life that you can’t see. I try to do what I can to shine a light on a better view of things before you head on out the door.
At this stage in my life, I can be straight with you. I’ve done a little, been here and there. I’ve collected my thoughts and some of yours too. I’ve come to realize because I’ve been told my words find a home in a lot of you. And when you’re grasping at strings, well the ones I dangle are the ones some of you hold.
I try mostly not to stir up the muck, it belongs on the bottom. I try to not skim off the top…we know cream rises, but then; scum does too. I like to fetch my thoughts from a place near the middle, where the currents are cool, and the view is still clear. I think I find more truth somewhere between the bottom and top…
The good Lord gave me a way with words…and I can write about a good many things. But I decided long ago that a gift from where mine comes isn’t mine to exploit. It’s mine to share as best I can. Being good with words isn’t worth a hill of beans. Doing good with words will feed a lot of souls, and change a lot of moments of resignation into times of dedication and clarity.
Whatever I write has a foundation that begins with a little prayer, the one called Serenity. I know one soul can make a difference a good deal of the time…even if acceptance is the theme of modest fruition. I have lofty expectations and an equally lofty view. I share my uncommon thoughts from this common man. And I speak for common folks like you.
If I get famous, it is because my words have found a home in a lot of you…I will have made a positive difference. But mostly it will mean is that I was able to use my gift as God hoped when he gave me this perspective and the way with my words to share with you.
Matthew Landsman
Honest, humble and from the heart. Nicely done Matt.