Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend. –Proverbs 27:17
Yesterday was Sunday. My family sang for the first time since our Uganda trip and Dad gave a short message that morning. It was a unique time, feeling the fire of the trip linger into your songs and an excess of joy flood your face. That afternoon, myself, Josh, and Zach spent some time talking at length with Daniel Knudsen(a local filmmaker) in the basement of Southfield Road Baptist Church about worldview.
We spoke about the correlation between film and music, the congruencies and shared flaws. Surprisingly and frighteningly we observed so many patterned similarities between the corruption and flaws of both systems. The business side of our respective fields of passions and influence are ripping apart the ministries we are trying to accomplish.
The marketing aspect is killing the ministry aspect. Film is very much the same world as music; especially for the little guy, the ones who truly care about reaching others for Christ rather than making money. It was interesting to share the same heart in conversation with someone experiencing the same difficulty from a similar situation.
There was a hope simultaneously paired with a desperation; encouragement knowing that others are there with you. They feel you and they know what it is to feel like you’re pushing a car up hill through the mud. It’s not going anywhere fast, but it’s moving… It seems like you’ll never reach the top and you may not on your own.
But iron sharpeneth; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend. A good friend in the same situation, cut from the same cloth, made of the same material: strong iron sharpens you. It makes you stronger, better, encourages you in the work. Good friends and friendly conversations are some of God’s great gift to the Christian for exhortation, reproof, rebuke, and encouragement. A good friend is worth more than all the world’s riches. We have found a good friend in Daniel.
It still scares me to see the darkened paths of filmmakers and musical artist alike. It’s come to a point where you are either an anomaly, or you can’t make it unless you play the game. It saddening, disheartening even. And if I was found this for myself, I would’ve given up. But I’m not doing this for me, I’m doing it for something bigger and better. Only God can sustain our spirits against deafening odds. When the voices against us grow so loud we can’t think, God will renew our spirits by His power, and through good and true friends. So, hold on a little longer. Hang in there. Don’t let the world discourage you as we so often do. You can and will rise above it one day, but until then, wait and trust in the Lord. Don’t lean on your own understanding; serve the Lord and wait upon Him: He shall renew your strength and you will fly above it all on wings as an eagle.
As always, thanks for reading.
–the anonymous novelist