Last night, I went to Atlanta, and had the privilege of hearing and seeing Frank Warren, the creator of the Post Secret Project. The first shot is my seat from the floor. The second is obviously me with Frank. (He's 6'4", but I feel like my head is watermelon sized compared to his.) :( He was really cool. He shared which secret was his (from the first book), as well as secrets that never made it into the book. (He gets an average of 200 a day.) It was a very interesting experience... to say the least. Frank's a neat guy. What started as a short-term art project has definitely taken on a life of it's own. Frank did mention that there are two other books scheduled to be published. He cordially autographed two books for me (one was mine, the other belongs to my friend L.), and took a picture. I have several video clips, but they're sideways, and I can't figure out how to upload them at work (b/c of restricted websites and all). I will get them on eventually.
He posts people secrets. Novel but simple idea. While I was listening to him last night, I thought about the liberation people feel when they send in secrets. Then I thought about sin. To the unchurched, unsaved world, secrets keep us in bondage. To the churched world, secrets are sin, and we ALL know that sin keeps us in bondage. Frank mentioned last night that he's not a religious man. Sometimes God will use people in ways they never intended. If one person can find freedom with a sin their struggling with by sending in a 4X6 secret, then I'm all for it. I could really expound on that more, but I'm going to refrain on purpose.
I did meet a nice lady last night. She and I talked the entire time we were in line. I wanted to thank Frank for the "engagement" that secrets give people. Camaraderie. Compassion. Empathy. Sympathy. Emotion.
Instead... I gave him two of my very own secrets.