so, somethings got to stick.

projector - keynote presentations.

well designed - good music.

when finally set free, by copeland.

TV mounted to the wall.

burn presentation onto CD each week.

music playing before & after.

country, hip-hop, indie, all genres,

showing deep, human emotion.

not typical.

not "seeker friendly," in the way the book refers. 

Christ speaks truth, even when it's uncomfortable.

spirit led.

real.

active.

alive.

alive.

alive.

alive.

the book, "a word from the spirit of the lord to the churches,"

is correct about many things.

but, the part about music is so incorrect, i feel.

god can love hip-hop, rock, r&b, all genres,

if it is composed by one that is in love with Him.

if His spirit is invited.

God inhabits the praises of His people.

when it was over - by sara groves.

mail that cd & lyrics to b & m.

tell them how love washes over a multitude of things.

above minneapolis, i noticed all the houses.

you could tell which ones were big & expensive.

you could tell which ones were modest.

you could tell which ones were dumpy-ish.

but i realized something, from my upward perspective.

they were all the same. all the same.

big ones weren't bigger.

small ones weren't smaller.

nice ones weren't nicer.

cheap ones weren't cheaper.

when i was above them all, they were all the same.

when i could see the big picture, so to speak,

not only was there hardly any difference,

but i could see what a tiny portion of the earth they inhabited. 

how can i obsess so much about the house or land i own, 

how can we...

when i just saw with my own eyes that they are all the same?

they are all so small & insignificant when it comes to

the grand scheme.

we get so caught up in our little universes

that we can't see the forest for the trees.

amazing, really.

this bit of traveling has already taught me so much.

and i haven't even arrived.

i'm learning about myself lately.

i'm not the social butterfly i once was.

it takes a lot to get to know me. 

i don't enjoy lots of attention from people,

unless i know them well.

i tend to divert attention away from myself in conversation.

i don't love making new friends.

but sometimes i like it.

i love r&b and hip-hop & rap, even the violent kind.

it can be so poetic.

i love indie rock. 

i don't really like the beatles all that much. sorry.

although, there are a few songs that i enjoy.

the words to etta james' at last

written on little cards.

heading upwards.

leading to love.

all different frames with pictures all over my office.

a compost pile. a vegetable garden.

a more sustainable lifestyle.

a plant growing out of the sink.

this was written at 36,000 feet, on november 11th, 2008.

but i wanted to add it to this new blog.

i want to blog, hopefully it sticks.