I decided a few weeks ago, while my computer was still in a coma, that when it was back up and running I would not re-install any software that I had stolen off the Internet.  Looking back on it, that vow reminds me of a movie scene (I don’t remember the movie) where Chevy Chase (I think) is swimming out into the ocean to drown himself and after getting a very good distance from the shore he has a change of heart. As he turns around and starts desperately paddling back to the shore he begins to cut various deals with God. He says if God will get him back alive he’ll pay 50% of his income to the church. Then as he gets closer and closer to the shore the percentage gets lower and lower…or something like that.

So now that I’m back on the shore with my legally obtained, ancient, and virtually useless version of Cakewalk (recording software) installed, I’m starting to forget the deal I struck.

I’ve made a huge mistake in complaining about my computer and software situation. It sure doesn’t seem very Christ-like to say that I’m going to chose right and then gripe about it for weeks when I realize how un-fun it is. I’ve been bellyaching about how frustrated I’ve been with my lack of software and I should just zip it. So there. Consider it zipped.

The apostle Paul says in Philippians 4:11-13

…for I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I am. I know how to get along with humble means, and I also know how to live in prosperity; in any and every circumstance I have learned the secret of being filled and going hungry, both of having abundance and suffering need. I can do all things through Him who strengthens me.

Who am I to gripe about only being able to do 16-bit recording instead of 24-bit? It seems ridiculous. It is ridiculous. And wrong. Sorry.