body massage machine.... go!

In the spirit of stylistic conformity (and because I love Will Weir, esp. when he drives a total of nearly four hours to see me for five):

-Tuesday, 5:08 Pm
-The House of Y (as in our glorious chromosome) with Keith
-Books: Just finished- The Mark of a Christian by Francis Schaeffer, Looking forward to beginning- Oh the Glory of It All by Sean Wilsey
-Songs I Can't Get Out of my head: "Put a Penny in the Slot" Fionn Regan; "Marry Me" St. Vincent; "Issues" Flight of the Conchords; "The Temptation of Adam" Josh Ritter
Thing I must get out the way and go ahead and say: I got to hang out with Will & Jen this weekend and you didn't. Nahna nahna poo poo.
-Babies? Waylan Slabach had this great story one time of trying to go buy some pot, driving with the dealer to his "spot," and entering a crackhouse with dozens of babies in it- in drawers, on dressers, on countertops... (for more Waylan news, please refer to Hamilton or Cheese)

Besides realizing this weekend how much of an arrogant, judgmental a-hole I can be- particularly with churches that seem to have plenty of LaHaye, Dobson, Falwell, and Warren books lying around, understanding how God has really called us to love the ENTIRITY of His body as our brothers and sisters in merciful love, and, by God's grace, being allowed to fellowship with one of the most loving, "family" churches I have ever had the privilege of visiting (check out South Run Baptist in Springfield, VA if you're ever up that way- you'll feel like your visiting relatives), I again saw how cool God is and how perfect His plans are...

I'm busy and have this fear of being overwhelmingly so, getting burned out, and losing effectiveness, but thus far God has been quite gracious. I still meet with 11th graders on Monday mornings, have been leading worship on Monday nights at Campus Outreach, meeting with two college juniors Tuesday nights, meeting with two 11th graders Wednesday nights, started leading Thursday night worship (for a month) at Mountaintop Community, meet Friday mornings with 9th graders, meet Sunday afternoons for a youth praise band, and lead Sunday nights at Canterbury UMC (this section was for my roommates who always know I am somewhere, but never know where....), but it has been SO good. One eleventh grader, Alex, that I've known for three years finally became a Christian last weekend, and I wept when I prayed with him... I don't know if there is a more beautiful sight or more encouraging experience in the world than that.

Congrats Brian and much love e'rbody. i'll try and be less serious next time....
oh, and erin's really flippin' cool. just in case you didn't already know. i mean, dang cool. that's all...