Providence

Sometimes I think God put me in a relationship with an incredible God-fearing woman and committed me to a church that won't easily let me go because He knows how strong my doubts can be. Grace abounds. Don't let me take advantage of it.

Received 2:04 pm, February 5th

I don't want you to worry. Worrying doesn't make things go faster or happen better or make you happier. you have been given this moment to work (on this presentation) for the glory of the One True God. You can ask for no greater blessing. Before you go stressing out about your homework and practicing and everything, know that whatever happens happens for His glory and in His perfect Will. He has all of YOU under control. So don't fret, dearest. Why would clay worry about what its maker will make from it? Why would a music note worry about what note comes before or after it? God has got it covered. Just take joy in what He's given you.

Oh how blessed I am. I must not, I cannot take it [none of it] for granted.

Primal

For all of the things I dislike about it, there are a couple of things I do enjoy about playing in the basketball band.

For one, I get to play this momma.

Today found quite a good game with the men's team. Down to the last six seconds the score was tied, a foul, then we managed to gain one point in a free throw. On the way back down the court the opposing team launched the ball to the goal, though the ball was obviously not going to make it. Unfortunately, a member of our team swatted the ball out of the air, catalyzing a fury of pointing and yelling from the other team. The referees huddled to make a decision and the tension exploded. The whole fieldhouse was chanting, "Go. Start. The buses!" punctuating each phrase with thrusts of keys into the air. The place grew wild. The drummers picked up their sticks and set the rhythm for the chant, and I took to my synth and laid out a melody (very primitive, one and five, set to compliment the chant) to dress the groove. The court swayed with the chant, the drums sounded in our chests, and the sound of the "Mini Three" patch ricocheted with the energy. Nobody told us to stop; we were having too much fun.

In the end, the refs gave it to us and we went home with a victory. Good game.

It got me thinking though. I find it odd how worked up we can get over such a simple thing. I mean, that place was insane, over what? A ball? No. It has to be more than that.

What an incredible experience, to organize the crowd, then steady it, with music.

For Your Adventure

Snowfall

So I was privileged this morning with a beautiful ride on the way to the doctor's office. The roads were slightly iced, just enough to keep me awake. The adjoining hillsides were blanketed in white. The dawn began to break as Dave Matthews sang through the speakers and snow flurries danced amongst the cars. It looked as if angels were ice skating around us.

And So This Is One Reason Why I Love You

Because we can take nonsensical musings and turn them into philosophical points.

I love you

It is gonna rain my love on you.

Uhhuh

Ya know im not really sure I understand what hes saying…its gonna …rain?

It’s from a sermon.

I know. I was making a joke

Oh. It’s interesting I think how the phrase loses its meaning through the piece.

Its like when you say the same thing over and over again…how it really makes you wonder why the word or phrase was created…why those letters? Why that order? Why that meaning?

Or even how those sounds create meaning.

But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart.

~Luke 2:19

Merry Christmas