Spring/Summer

I miss Uganda a lot today. I've thought of memories in general a lot recently. How at first they can be filled with so much emotion. Emotion that is either sad or happy or even just weird. And to me, it seems as time goes by, they slowly loose the emotion that is tied to the memory and it just becomes factual. I'm hoping that this never happens with my trip to Uganda or many of the experiences I'm going through in my early twenties. Even though not all of my memories have happy emotions, I feel like I'm changing my outlook because of the sad ones too. God is using all situations to point me back to him.

What are some memories you

want to hold on to?

That's all...

You know what's weird!

Sunday Morning

Mark 14.

So, I woke up at six this morning to go to church and play music in the worship center for Sunday morning service. This week was the first week that I've played three consecutive services in a row. And it was odd. It was interesting to see how people worshiped to the same set of music with, the same leaders and with the same set of prayers.

There was no consistency in how they worshiped to specific songs. There was no consistency to how they took the message. I wonder what that means? I'm not sure if it means anything. I know this much, I don't like the way that American culture direct how we worship God. Church services have become like well directed movies. At the beginning, there's a song that gets people interested. And, now that we all want to start shaking our white little(and sometimes not so little) asses because of the tempo and bumping music, our attention is there. So then they follow up with with a top hit. A song that everyone knows. A song by either Chris Tomlin or Hillsong. And now that everyone has gotten a little sweaty from singing two upbeat songs, its time to turn down the tempo, turn down the lights and turn up the emotion. This song will usually be a song that starts out with only synthesizer and acoustic guitar, to give a great epic sound. A soundscape filled with noises that sound so natural and also very angelic. Because, everyone knows that heaven will just sound like an Enya album from the nineties. And once they finishe this song, they will finish up the set with a special song done by the worship pastor. It'll usually tie in with the message that will proceed after the offering.

This seems so silly to me at the moment. I definitely think heaven will sound like an Enya album. It's going to be filled with music from every culture, even cultures I don't like here. But, I think it will be different in heaven because the lyrics will be based off of God and not silly, stupid and or gross topics.

Ok, I have to go play the last song.

Boom......

Things I'm thinking About

Hello!

So it's been such a long time since I've written anything on my blog.

This one will be short, but more will be coming soon.

Things I've been thinking about(In list form of course).

1. After talking to a friend about a lot of situations going on in my life, I have come to the realization of a simple phrase.

Grief is the proof of Love.

Meaning, If you are sad about the death of someone you love, that is proof that you loved them. If, you are grieved over the loss of a job, its proof that you loved being able to provide for yourself or you loved the money that you received from that job.

2. In the same fashion, I was talking to my Dad a few months ago about a mens retreat he went to. And he was told me the retreat was about dealing with sin. The core of the message was that all sin is rooted in disbelief of God. So, I have taken that to heart and thought about this.

Fear is disbelieve in God.

Fear in your job, your marriage, your relationships your schooling or anything really can be boiled down to not believing God is going to pull through. That he doesn't know what would make you truly happy or satisfied. Man, this has really affected my way of thinking recently. I hope it will do the same to you.

So, two things. Fear=Disbelief in God. Grief=Proof of Love

Boom...