Moving forward. Baby steps.

Azaleas in my front yard. Azalea has always been one of my favorite words.

Easter-time was stressful, but that was only because I tried to do too much. We played a really really fun show at Mojo Main on Easter-eve (recorded our entire set), then I played a (freezing cold outdoor) sunrise service at 6am Sunday in addition to the regular service. Anyway. Music is fun.

We covered John Mark McMillan’s Death In His Grave, since it was Easter after all:

Erin played a really impressive solo set at the Chris White Gallery in Wilmington Saturday night. I recorded that entire show as well. ^_^

For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. – 1 Corinthians 1:18 (NIV)


Note: I originally wrote this February 6th in Florida, and just got around to finishing it now. I wrote it with lots of sleep deprivation, so don’t believe everything I say. I am slowly starting to post things that have been saved in my “draft” posts for months ^_^

I’ve officially finished classes. Now I just need to officially get my degree to officially make my parents proud. (I got my diploma last week!)

Last Monday (1/30) I started working full time as an “Engineer I.” It’s pretty exciting. I have business cards and everything. This week I’ve been living in a fancy hotel room in a Disney resort in Orlando and attending a technical conference on the “Life of a Transformer.” I’ve learned a lot and all sorts of equipment vendors have been schmoozin’ us. It’s good to have some specific technical training, since my education at university covered such a broad range of electrical engineering concepts.

Here is my boss giving his talk on “New Approaches to Asset Monitoring & Management” this afternoon:



Now. On to another topic.



I generally don’t post about religion. But today I am. Though it’s not really “today” anymore, it’s almost two months later…

I am a follower of Jesus Christ. This makes me a “Christian.” In America there are a lot of bad stereotypes surrounding that word.

Now, this is dangerous ground to tread on and I might regret saying this, but for the most part, I don’t associate myself with Christians or with that word. I know I am called to community and meant to be part of a congregation, but it’s awfully hard to commit to things of that sort when I see so much hatred and bigotry, and so many catty (meow) cliques, and all of this illogical disdain of anything different.

On Sunday I broke down into some pretty aggressive tears while leading my congregation in John Mark McMillan’s “How He Loves.” I finished the song fine, luckily it is written in a style where I did not really need to control my tone too much. Most “Christians” think this is a happy song with unforeseen kisses written by David Crowder. While Crowder is amazing, he did not write this piece. John Mark wrote this the night that he found out that a very close friend had died in a car accident. You can watch the entire story here:

My friend Greg was in a car accident earlier that week, and could have been very close to death. I didn’t plan to sing this song because of that event, but when I started it I realized how very near I had been to losing him, I broke down. Life is short.

There is a certain part of me that defaults to insensitivity when I encounter situations that make me nervous. I find myself being incredibly mean at times. I don’t know what the 80-year-olds in my congregation thought of me that morning, but I am glad that people were nice and didn’t mention anything about this. Or maybe they didn’t notice it. Either way, God was there. Worship is something that all humans are called to partake in with everything that we do. I have read lots about it and one thing that I constantly realize is that we need these times of worship every week and every day for consistency. It is only every so often that we are blessed to be brought above regular worship to a place where we feel as if we are somewhere else; when we are all one and when God is surely there. Those times come naturally and without warning, not necessarily after many rehearsals or at worship conferences.

And that about sums up all that I have to say right now regarding this. Life goes on.

where you are

Procrastination generally leads to me thinking and stressing and being depressed. There is only so much Mountain Dew in my fridge and only so many vinyl records to spin before I can start the three assignments due tomorrow. The hard part is that two of those classes already had assignments due this week >.< Anyway. I’ve been overwhelmingly encouraged by a sense of community lately. I was worried at the start of the semester that having no formal role in InterVarsity would leave me with nothing to do. I’ve been at meetings and rehearsals and dinners and performances most nights though. It’s so nice to still meet new people and to strengthen existing friendships. It’s also nice to live in a house again where random people are in and out all the time, and to be able to host people here. Life is good.

Now, back to the thinkin’ part of my procrastination. I’ve been debating lately what factors influence humans and define who they are. It isn’t very often noted by my peers that the world has a history, and that past peoples have at some point in time already thought or said or done or sung the things that we are now thinking and saying and doing and singing. There is nothing new under the sun. Except for people.

People are unique. I used to consider who someone was as being the things that they do and that they have done. In looking towards the future though, this poses a problem because you have to make plans with people. You have to commit to starting venues and to signing your band and to getting a mortgage and to giving someone a (very very expensive) ring. These are all things to be done in the future, but still describe who people are now. Where people are going and what they are hoping to do is all part of who they are. These are very exciting things that determine how people act as well as how you interact with them.

You must learn someone’s entire story – past, present, and future – to truly know them. We are all human and desire to be known. Knowing one person can get you through anything. So..this is just a challenge to y’all and a reminder to myself. Put down your cell phone and forget your catty cliques and find out who the people around you and in your life really are.

I wanna thrive, not just survive

Thrive, from Switchfoot‘s new “Vice Verses” (out 9/27!)

new runnin' shoes - Vibram 5 Fingers!
Kelsey womanning the grill ^_^
Erin and CBenz <3
Handprinted Battleshy Shirts!
(mostly) Smyrna friends ^_^
mountain dew stash and entenmann's sale yay
Creepy Krista takin' pics with my stolen phone ^_^
new business cards!


[FAWM-Blog] Day 07

First day of classes for UD Spring 2011!

Starting through My Utmost for His Highest again..I forget who gave me this copy. Today is “The Discipline of Dejection.” We might pray for things, but God’s answers aren’t always what we desire. We can draw the wrong conclusions from the facts that we are given. Reference today’s Questionable Content comic ^.^

I have made so many changes to my life..I am hopeful that this semester will turn out better than last.


The Paper Janes
The Paper Janes at their (awesome) show at Mojo Main 2/3/11

I’ll hopefully get something recorded tonight after class and meetings yay ^_^