the way that deal goes down

One of my favorite bands is a band called Waterdeep. Actually, they are pretty much my favorite [animal]. They love Jesus, they love singing, they love rocking, they love writing. They=Don and Lori Chaffer, who play lead and rhythm guitar respectively, and they sing and write all the songs. They have a keyboardist, a bass player, and a drummer. They are fantastic, artful, graceful with words and meldies that should not flow, would not flow for anyone else. I am learning to play electric guitar from them. It is really fun. They know about living - which I am barely able to do, most days.

A few days ago my friend asked a question about living. He lives in Westminster, Colorado, and works in Boulder. He asks if he is willing to be poor by local standards to do the thing he wants to do. And I say, before I put myself in his shoes, of course he should be willing, this making a living thing is about being generous and thankful. And now, I feel sheepish (what does that mean) - I feel naive. I don't want to be naive, but I sure cannot afford to be cynical. Cynicism steals my life. Once more, the way of living is narrow.