Life through Blake’s eyes…
Last week I decided to become more active in my church, so I joined the choir. Unfortunately, I’m completely tone deaf. During the rehearsal I sounded so awful, that the choir director stopped us in the middle of a song and stared at me, visibly upset. He lead me into his office without saying a word.
When we both sat down, he pointed to all the trophies in a trophy case. He then said to me, “When you look at each one of those, I think you’ll get my point.”
After gazing at all of them I said “I get your point and I’ll quit the choir as of right now.”
I didn’t quit because of the one trophy the choir had recently won, I quit because of the other fifteen trophies he had won over the years for kickboxing.