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“People will be impressed by skill but they will be IMPACTED by CHARACTER!” ~ @jakesweetman is B R I N G I N G it this morning @c3oxfordfalls!!! • #c3churchhub #c3la #siezetheyear #becomingwhoyouare #grafeful #blessed (at C3 Church Oxford Falls) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsjdtSqgcCC/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=67unv6g55m4s

wow, isn't it funny how a year ago today i was on a first date with a dude that i was too afraid to ask out and long story short we were invited to a church by the lead pastor and i went, he didn't and i fell in love. here's to a year of being in love and here's to hoping you also find love in whatever capacity you're searching for. 💖 #c3la #c3laSHE #c3losangeles

Morning folks! So this is a project I had the pleasure of directing a few weeks ago! Such an honor to be in the midst of such amazing #real friends and talented ones as well! @musical_flow you killed it! Can't wait for the next video! Check out the entire video on my website( Link in Bio) Special thanks to: @chrispelphrey -my editor, he and I have so many cool upcoming projects for you all- Gabe, @_barkloud @dylanciamacco @moonyakuu Allison, @benjindra and my amazing @c3losangeles family! #C3LA #bethel #jonathanarnoldlewis #director #writer #art (at C3 Los Angeles)

Morning folks! So this is a project I had the pleasure of directing a few weeks ago! Such an honor to be in the midst of such amazing #real friends and talented ones as well! @musical_flow you killed it! Can't wait for the next video! Check out the entire video on my website( Link in Bio) Special thanks to: @chrispelphrey -my editor, he and I have so many cool upcoming projects for you all- Gabe, @_barkloud @dylanciamacco @moonyakuu Allison, @benjindra and my amazing @c3losangeles family! #C3LA #bethel #jonathanarnoldlewis #director #writer #art (at C3 Los Angeles)

Witness the #joy of the #lord #mercy #c3la #church #community #sunday @moonyakuu #fearless #singer 🎤🎻🎺🎷🎹🎶🙏🏿 (at C3 Los Angeles)

I've avoided the physical action of sitting down and writing for quite some time now. I think it's been because when I write, I ponder and when I ponder, I ask questions, and when I ask questions, I want answers. Sometimes I find that I receive immediate answers and other times, I'm forced to sit and wait. I think the waiting is what gets me sometimes. Waiting can be hard, really hard. I've never really liked waiting. I can even remember being a kid and always hating to wait. I think what's even worse is when you have to wait for something, not really knowing the outcome. I finally feel like I'm myself again. So much has happened over the past two months. Somethings I'm ready to write about, and other things, not so much. I don't mind new seasons, it's the transition between seasons that are difficult at times. Sometimes I feel like, as soon as I pull out my vintage oriental floor rug, hang up my African American Art, dust off all my hand- me -down records, and pull out all of my decorative oddities and rarities and get comfortable in a season, I feel that the very rug I stand on- though large and beautiful- is pulled from beneath my feet causing me to trip. Rug burn usually occurs. Is it considered lost or wavering faith if, I now expect the rug to be pulled from under sturdy ground? Perhaps that's just it: I'm building on rugs when I should build on hardwood floor. Solid ground. It's like the foolish man in the bible who builds his house on sand, expecting the house and foundation to stand tall in a storm- in a transition in life. Certain things you just don't forget. I can forget summer of 2009, when I was out of job and my parents didn't have money to help out, I can't forget the time I fell in love with jazz and blues, I can't forget the time when I stepped into C3 NoHo for the first time and put down my traveling clothes and dusty bag because I was home, I can't forget the first time I decided I wanted to be a director and the joy it brought me, I won't forget this season I just came out of and how hard the transition was.. is. Yes. I do believe that I am in fact still transitioning. But honestly what has kept me, has been God. God has been the only thing in my life that has been systematic. I hate to refer to God as systematic. SMH. What I'm trying to say is, I believe when God becomes first in ones life, all other concerns about well being-etcetera- fall into place. Feels good to move forward and to build my house on solid ground, so that when the next storm comes- and it will- my house will be in order. Unshaken. Unmovable. I don't regret building on that oriental rug- it's vintage. All jokes aside, If I hadn't, I wouldn't know how it felt or the consequences of building on rugs. I know for next time. I blame my mother for buying vintage oriental rugs. Feels good to be writing again.