Friday, October 13, 2006

Jimi Hendrix, Ferrari and Following Christ

I've wondered if people sometimes land at The Blue Book almost by accident after Googling with words like Grace, Jesus Christ or salvation ... and instead find posts about Faith mixed with an odd assortment of ramblings about Jimi Hendrix, Ferraris, Formula 1 racing, something called Today's Playlist and who possibly knows what else.

Ok, I'll do my best.

Jimi Hendrix
I don't do illegal drugs, and neither should you. Hendrix's music was science fiction ... stories about outer space told with feedback through an amplified electric guitar.

-I also think he was the most original, innovative and influential electric guitarist who ever lived ... despite the arm-chair critics who say he was un-trained, un-skilled and musically un-educated.

Even
if they're right, being "un-polished" didn't stop Hendrix from doing solos that leave other guitarists with their mouths hanging open ... even today.

Formula 1 Racing
Being strapped into a 1700-pound chassis carrying an 800 horsepower furnace that feels like it's flattening your eyesballs every time you step on the gas, and blasting through hairpin turns and chicanes at over twice the national speed limit with 4-Gs squishing you sideways in your seat, is probably something spectators would rather watch from afar, where it's safe ... while avoiding any direct participation.

-the same way some congregations sit back and watch their pastor run the race ... until he finally crashes and burns-out in front of the grandstands.

No racing team would ever hire a Formula 1 driver who said, "I don't care about winning because I've never been that enthusiastic about the manufacturer. Finishing second to the other guy is good enough for me, and that's as hard as I'm willing to work."

-but lots of churches would hire him without batting an eye ... and then go right back to arguing with the Building Committee about where to put the new water fountain

Ferrari
Never mind the flashy new models that cost more than the average American home; this has nothing to do with status symbols, extravagance or materialism.

Back in the 1950s one man's vision changed not just racing but automobile design forever, even though no one grasped Ferrari's impact at the time. What Enzo was doing was simply building the best cars in the world ... by hand, one at a time. The man had a single vision, an uncompromised devotion to what he would accomplish.

As long as Enzo was alive, his passion took Ferrari to levels beyond what anyone thought possible.

The Playlist
Is simply what I'm listening to in the background.

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