Sawyer…my favorite air-guitarist…is still very sick and in the hospital but doing better
We sang You Never Let Go…and the image of God holding us while we are out of control…like a seizure…ran through my heart and it opened the flood gates of worship
I was so frustrated this morning when we did a song that is so simple. Even though I couldn’t sing it at all…people responded so well to it…It must not be about me then, huh?!
I was desperate for some coffee this morning…my throat, my mind, and my soul was jonesing for it…then as I perfected my cup and older gentleman knocked my cup onto my pants drenching my leg with scalding hot liquid. So needless to say I ran home and changed before service began only to return to a coffee-less kitchen 
what a day
Other than the need for aloe on my left leg…the service felt so different this morning…I looked good…I sounded good (as good as it could w/o our amazing drummer) it just seemed…well…like a step in the right direction
