Tuesday, April 28, 2015

For Neverland


Tech week is long and grueling. 
Hours standing, hours waiting. 
The lights that need to be adjusted. The sets that just won't get where they need to be. 

Tech week is also my favorite.
(after actually performing that is)

It's where the magic begins.
It's where all these little quirks about the show begin to develop 
and the closest bonds between people begin to form. 

What I like about theatre is the fluidity and continuity. 
Unlike a movie that is shot out of order and then edited for months before it can be viewed,
 stage actors tell a story to your face. 
It adds a sense of urgency, a need to get it right and to give every audience a good show. 

In theatre, we give you a frame. 
The stage. 

You see everything on the stage, but there is more that you don't see and that is everything outside of the frame. 

You don't see the lost boys/girls offstage doing a dance to "shake off the girl" and get into character right before Act 2. 
You also don't see us grasping hands and praying right before we run on stage. 

You don't see Tom, down in the pit, literally blowing the smoke from the fog machine out of the mushroom. 

You don't see the pirates nicely handing the lost boys their gags and hand ties right before they lead us away captive. 

Before the nursery scene you don't see fifteen sweaty bodies piled on top of each other behind the Darling window. 

You don't see the stage manager calling the shots or the guys pulling the ropes to fly Peter, Wendy, Michael and John. 

You don't see us running offstage and guzzling down water bottles or any of the quick changes.

You don't see us warming up and having dance parties to Uptown Funk. 

There's a lot more you don't see, but I can't give away all our secrets. 

The night of the very first Peter Pan performance, when I arrived home, I got out of my car and stared up at the sky. As I looked up at the stars in that vast expanse I felt as if my heart might burst. Thankfulness, awe, and wonder that I was getting to do the thing that I love doing the very most. 

The Neverland state of mind is believing that adventures are waiting around every corner and that fun is the most important. Somehow staring up at the night sky helped me to believe that. 

Adventures are waiting around every corner and fun is important. 

While I waited for my car lights to turn off (it takes sixty seconds - weird I know) I was thanking God that not only did he put this desire to perform and entertain inside of me, but that he was letting me do it. That He didn't put it there for nothing, but with a purpose. He gives gifts to be used. 

Then, directly after my car lights turned off, the biggest fattest shooting star went rolling across the sky. It didn't shoot. It rolled and dragged it's gleaming golden tail all the way across and I watched it the whole way. 

I cried a little because I'm emotional like that and I knew God put it there for me. 

Neverland is not just a nice place we pretended about for a few months while we rehearsed for a show. Neverland is a place we keep in our hearts always- even as we inevitably grow old. It is the place that takes joy in the smallest occurrences, the place we belly laugh from about nothing in particular, and the place we hope for almost impossible things from. Neverland, is the part of our hearts that longs for adventure and fun. 

While we are "leaving Neverland" we never have to fully leave. 
We keep looking for adventure, for good friends that are more like family, and for a life.... lived fully. 

So I made this video. 
For the memories. 
For the cast and crew that is so in my heart. 
And for Neverland. 


Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Just In Case.

On Good Friday, the Lord told me to write this letter to someone. I didn't know who it was for and I didn't end up giving it to anyone because I lost it. Days later I found it and read it over to myself. I realized that it was a culmination of all the things God has been teaching me in the past year or so. I've been reading it to myself at night before bed to remember. I'm so forgetful.

I share it here, in case someone else needs to remember too.


To you.

There is nothing you can do that would make the Father love you more than He does now and always has. Your Creator takes the utmost delight in you simply because you are His creation. He has seen you at your very worst when you blatantly chose sin as well as when you quietly succumbed to it, and still He went to the cross for you. For the love of you. While we were still sinners Christ died for us.

So let Him be your sufficiency as you strive to walk in grace and truth. May you be ever weak so that He might be ever strong and show His power through you. If you must be desperate, then be desperate, but only for Him, for His healing, and for His truth. He gives rest to His children. Rest in the knowledge that He alone is your victory. What Jesus did on the cross paid for victory from every bondage. So press on in hope. Hope. Always have hope. May it be your anchor in the troubled seas of this life. May hope hold you firm when all seems lost. Hope in the knowledge that God is always good, that He is always present with you, and that because of those two things you never have to be afraid.
 
                                                                       
                                                                                           Blessings to you this day.