American Idol

74 million people clicked in to register their vote ?

Why?
Because HOPE and success are woven into the fabric of the show.

Hope burns in every garage band and shower singer who debuts their performance a thousand times before ever getting the real chance to stand on the stage.

It's why Sanjaya was kept around so long by the sea of eager faces lit up each night by the glow of a TV.

Because when we come down to it, all of us are really trying to find the right key to sing our songs and to share our own unique message about why life is really worth living.

Carl Sandburgh captured some of the longing of the heart:




"Between the finite limitations of the five senses,


and the endless yearnings of man for the beyond;


the people hold to the humdrum bidding of work and food,


while reaching out, when it comes their way,


for lights beyond the prism of the five senses,


for keepsakes lasting beyond any hunger or death.


This reaching is alive.


The panderers and liars have violated and smutted it.


Yet this reaching is alive yet ;


for lights and keepsakes."






Hope may be singing secretly in the dimly lit stage of their deepest heart. it is a song that the roar of the world cannot drown out , giving voice to their hopes and dreams.



The best news in the world,is a Father in Heaven who listens intently to every note. He beckons us to follow Him to the place He has called us to sing our song.

It may not be the center stage of this 3-ring circus that our world has become. But it will not be the tragic stage of Shakespeare's Tempest; were the words of Prospero give voice to the fears of all mankind, the whispered lies of satanic doom :





" You do look, my son,......as if you are dismayed.


Our revels are now ended, these our actors,


As I foretold you, were all spirits, and


Are melted into air, into thin air.


And like the baseless fabric of this vision,


The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,


The solemn temples, the great globe itself,


Yea, all which inherit it, shall dissolve,


And like this insubstantial pageant faded,


Leave not a rack behind.


We are such stuff as dreams are made of,


and our little life

Is rounded with a sleep."





No One wants to feel that their dreams and contribution to this world will die with them and fade.

They are not just actors on a stage, but participants in an eternal plan,led by a Creator who is actively involved in the lives of His creation.

Where is it that God has called you to play your part, sing your song of praise?
Take the stage He has given you , make it a city on a hill and let your light so shine, that people will see you and glorify your Father in Heaven.