Archive for September, 2008

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“had a bad day again…” -fuel

September 30, 2008

i wouldn’t necessarily call myself a “fuel fan”. but for whatever reason, since i was a senior in high school, i have played this song about as loudly as possible when i’m driving if i’m actually having a bad day. cliche much? movie soundtrack moment? i know. and for the cheesy predictability, i am deeply apologetic. but it seems to work. i had a LOT of bad days that year. there were a lot of songs i listened to loudly while driving my car about as fast as i could. those days are past, but for some reason, i still listen to this one when i’m pissed off about a day i’ve had. 

i had a genuinely bad day today. for many reasons. reasons i won’t go into detail about here, because they’re mostly minute and silly. it was just one of those days where everything happened the wrong way… down to the code red grade a cuss word i used at the hole in my 900 pound grocery bag that was dropping canned goods all the way to the top floor of my apartment building. so i reasoned with myself that if a day can be this bad, then i should hole up in my apartment and not leave the rest of the evening. i should go to bed early and hope that when i wake up, murphey’s law would have found someone else to torture for the time being. 

i was reminded today of a statement a friend said about a year ago though. he told another friend that i reminded him of someone. not necessarily for all the amazing and complimentary reasons… but because it seems a black cloud of bad luck follows me wherever i go. how encouraging is that? and on days like this, i’m reminded of that statement. at the risk of sounding a bit dramatic… someone tell me i don’t have a black cloud over my head. anyone? jeepers creepers.

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“i’m tired and i want to go to bed…” -the smiths

September 28, 2008

few random thoughts before i make another attempt to sleep. can’t sleep. what’s new? it’s saturday night and i have to be up at 5:30 to leave the house at 6 for a 6:45 call time. alright here goes… in no particular order:

– seminoles won today. that’s good. great actually. they looked great. give me hope again. that 94 yard touchdown kinda did my heart good.

– i bought boots. no no. these are kick-ace boots (i don’t cuss in my blogs, my mom might see). i may never wear any other shoe ever again. except my red patty griffin heels. but that’s it. and maybe my flops if i’m going to the beach. but other than that, these boots are it now for the rest of time. 

– i start bootcamp on monday. yeah, that’s right. i’m paying people to kick my butt into shape at 6 am everyday and tell me what i can and cannot eat and drink. for a month. but here’s to hoping it works. something has to. 

– i have a curse. i’m sure i have many. this is just one. i will love a song so much that i will listen to it on repeat over and over and over and over… you get the picture. then i will love that song so much that it inspires me to write. so i sit down to write, and what comes out? that song. i think i like it and then i really listen to it and realize i’ve just ripped off whatever song i’ve deeply embedded into my head. today? patty of course. man oh man oh man. 

– what else do i have for you? there’s plenty to talk about, but i’m so sure i’m going to talk about it in blog world. talk amongst yourselves.

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“give me something to believe in…” -poison

September 25, 2008

catalyst. i actually really believe in catalyst. for those of you who may not know, catalyst is a conference for next generation church leaders. it’s held every year in october and it’s a 3 ring circus on top of a lot of challenging and new ways of thinking about how we “do church”. yeah, some pretty big names come out to speak and lead worship and entertain and pull out all the stops. but more than that, i believe in catalyst because it’s a place where lives are changed. and these lives are lives of people who go home and influence the lives of other people. i truly genuinely am convinced that little and big revolutions get their starts at this conference every year. the face of this world and its culture is ever changing. knowing that fact, catalyst is ever pushing the envelope to not only keep up but to be innovators and at the helm of how to reach people in ways no one else is reaching people. 

upon moving to atlanta, i had the distinct honor of working with and for catalyst, while working for Injoy. not for the week, but every day. i have loved getting to be a part of creative meetings, podcasts, brainstorming, paperwork, the conference itself, and even data management. though the paperwork and the management aren’t so much my style, if you know me well! it is still an honor to have been any part of it. no joke, every year, catalyst does things that i’ve never thought of. things that blow me away and astound me. things that make me dedicate myself to it again the next year no matter what. the people who work for catalyst are such impressive people to me. people who i admire greatly. people whose hearts are beating to show our world who Jesus Christ truly is. 

this is my first year not being on staff with catalyst. but i’m excited to have been a small part in the creative process so far and can’t wait to see how it all comes together. i’ve been asked to help the catalyst team out this year, and am so excited about the week. if you’re planning to attend this year, come find me! somehow! let’s start praying that this year kicks ace… yet again. that leaders come in drained and leave energized. that they come open and willing to learn, and they leave with encouragement to challenge the process. that they come with their ideas of what church should look like, and they leave with those ideas stripped and questioned. 

the conference is the second week of october… can’t wait! did i mention that not only is this week one of the most incredible weeks of the year, but it’s honestly one of the most fun weeks of the year. so exhausting and yet so ridiculous!

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“i need words…” -david crowder

September 23, 2008

there’s much to talk about right now… the end of 7/22, amazing new boots, fun day at work, boot camp, life changes, and the list goes on… but for now i’m plum tuckered. gotta sleep. but remind me. i’ve got great stories to tell you. maybe tomorrow over coffee, or at your desk at work, or on the couch in your pjs, or however it is we may meet from day to day on this thing we call the world wide web. night friends!

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“i’ve got a song to sing on this normal day. september 22.” -nathan angelo

September 22, 2008

so a friend of mine penned a song a while back about a random normal day. it’s called september 22. so you don’t have to do the math, that’s today. naturally, had to listen to it a few times today. i told a friend that it’s like day of the week underwear. if it’s wednesday, and your wednesday underwear is in the drawer, you just kinda have to wear it. so it goes with a song named for the day. and it was a good day for that song. i needed to gain a little perspective and dear old nathan helped me out with that. this is his take:

if bloods flowing through my veins, there’s air to breathe, life to live. then i’ve got a song to sing on this normal day… september 22. 

it’s a good song. makes you kinda drive with the windows down and realize life’s not so bad after all. check him out… nathan angelo. hit itunes and enjoy!

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“when we see You, we find strength to face the day…” -brenton brown

September 22, 2008

yesterday morning was a good one. a great one, actually. i was singing in the main services at browns bridge community church with a great group of musicians… a great group of people. i wasn’t on my a game upon arrival. there’s just been a good bit on my mind lately, and especially that morning on my drive up to cumming. so i got there and we started rehearsal. we sang hosanna by brenton brown, mighty to save, and here i am to worship (oldie but a goodie). i love those sunday morning rehearsals and runthroughs. i take them as my own time to have a personal moment of worship. not that i don’t worship during the services, but i love being in the room before everyone comes in. praying over those empty seats. focusing my heart. i consider it much like that private moment the bride and groom have alone in the sanctuary before the ceremony. where we come meet with the Spirit and commit ourselves to Him and His leading for that time. 

hosanna is one of my favorite words. i think it’s so cool that it translates the same way in every language. there is no french word for hosanna, no russian or czech. it’s all just hosanna. no matter where God may take me in this world i will never have this word misunderstood when i speak it. and it will always mean “salvation is here!” i love that. and there’s a line in the pre-chorus of that song that struck me yesterday morning. “when we see You, we find strength to face the day”. it reminded me of my favorite hymn, great is Thy faithfulness. my favorite line in that song is “strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow”. it’s become a bit of a mantra in my life. that whatever comes before us, we have the promise that God gives us strength for the day at hand. maybe we’re always looking for the promise that God doles out strength months at a time. but He promises that His mercies are new daily, and that if we will face THIS day in His Spirit, that we will overcome it and move on to the next day. after the struggle i’d had with God on my drive to the church, a reminder like that was beautiful and welcomed. 

after that song, mandy miller (who was leading with us today) spoke and set up the next song which was “mighty to save”. she started telling an old testament story. one that i don’t remember learning ever. which always surprises me due to how much head knowledge was instilled in me in sunday school, vbs, christian school, bible drill, you get the picture. this was a story out of zechariah about a man named zerubbabel. (zechariah 4) zerubbabel was called to rebuild the temple, but soon realized that the job was bigger than he could take on. he was in over his head and overwhelmed. so a prophet came to him and told him the word of God. and it was this: “‘Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, What are you, O mighty mountain? Before Zerubbabel you will become level ground. Then he will bring out the capstone to shouts of ‘God bless it! God bless it!” so as she was telling this story of God’s mightiness to save, i was dumbfounded and in awe of how God Himself ministers to us. how He TRULY always is and will be the God of all Comfort. it was powerful to sing out that He is mighty to save that morning. 

not to mention, it was fun singing with another chick. i don’t get to do that that often, and it was a good time. it’s fun to do because it challenges me to find parts that aren’t typical. and mandy has such a cool voice and such a beautiful spirit. it was one of the best sunday mornings i’ve had in a very long time. i encourage you to remember these simple truths as well. that our Savior, He can move the mountains in front of us and make them as level ground. that He will take us as He finds us with all our fears and failures. and… that there’s always ALWAYS a story or truth that is new about God’s word. no matter how much we think we know, God is good to do consistently new works in and around us. He can still surprise us no matter how much we think we have Him pegged!

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“just can’t seem to get it right today…” -joe purdy

September 20, 2008

here i sit. plans for the day. knowing what i need to do to accomplish them. hair wet. needing to be dried and straightened. am i doing anything? no. i’m obviously sitting on my computer. on top of that my roommates are watching bridget jones and i keep getting sucked in. a moment ago i was up in my loft just sitting there. the question. what should i put on? who knows. i wasn’t even being proactive about answering the question. i was just sitting on my bed staring. can’t seem to pull it together today. you know the feeling? the one where you know what you need to do, but you can’t seem to make yourself do it? well that’s my saturday currently. worst case scenario? i never leave this apartment. but i think i can pull myself together before that happens. 

oh, and by the way, if you’re looking for a great evening… i had one last night. my friend holly and i parked our cars on charles allen, crashed the tail end of a high school football game, walked to piedmont park and sat ourselves on a bench overlooking the field. there was a chalk drawing of hopscotch on the walk in front of us, the moon was big and orange and rising, the weather was perfect and cool, and we could hear ray charles singing “georgia” from the park tavern across the green. our dear friend micah came and we all talked about life, love, and other mysteries, and we laughed. it was a good night. and completely free. love it!