Another Night of Worship

Today was a singularly accomplished and focused day. After a headache kept me home from school, I spent the remainder of the day preparing for worship. I woke up in the afternoon and went through my day as best I could and feel pretty relaxed now. A little sweaty and a little sick, but pretty decent overall. Today's sole accomplishment was enough to suffice. I poured out what I had.

Well, another accomplishment runs through my head. I impressed my witness by eating four servings of cottage cheese with two of mixed fruit, followed by a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, miscellaneous snacks, and a large bowl of macaroni and cheese all within an hour. She was primarily disgusted, but I feel there was a trace of wonder in there somewhere as well. My tumbly was happy though.

Portuguese:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PY_gSsj5hvs&feature=related

Swedish:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIS0Ni6C-1g&feature=related

Icelandic:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I1cgePYVmTs

And finally I find English:

An hour and a half later, once I was dressed, cleaned up, and ready to go, Sarah arrived to give me a ride to the church to set up for leading worship. It was my first time seriously setting up everything on my own for us as a band, and we did a pretty great job. The only thing I was missing was my electric autotuner, but through exhaustive cooperative team effort, we did manage to get my guitar in tune. Good work all around.

Also considerable feats were the successful sound check of Ryan Ozolins, the giant paper that the copier ejected, and the Holy Spirit's impact on the worship session as a whole. We delivered the music well, and enjoyed our first time unified as a band. I had fun. I felt a definite connection with God, but I feel the pressures of the band and our first time distracted me a little bit from what really mattered. I just had a lot to think about, but I feel like it was still there. Just a little out of focus.. not quite as in tune as the one I did alone. This is definitely something to consider, but Sarah and I agreed to practice and work out another song list on Sunday. We're going to throw in some of Jon Foreman's solo work this time. Sarah's been waiting on that for almost a year, she says.

The youth group service was admittedly shallow. Fun mental competition, meaningfully eye-opening to the presence of hunger in the world, but spiritually void. I don't feel like there was as much focus on God as there could have been. I'm mildly disappointed in that regard.

Afterwards, Sarah, acting as the archetypal patroness of generosity granted both Grace Simon and I aviones a nuestras casas. Estoy muy agradecido a y por ella. Es fantastica. Impresante. Magnifica. I think we all love and appreciate her. She really is great.

So then.. I hit the couch. Got some feedback from Mom. Enjoyed the evening.

About to go eat some ice cream.

Good night everybody.