You are my joy. You are my joy. You are my joy. You are my joy.
National Youth Workers Convention 2006 Austin, Texas: Ed Whipple
8 blocks. congress st. bus - elbow - owie. starbucks - venti white rasberry mocha. cinnamon twist. policeman. early enterance. uh oh - 10 bazillion freebies. aggies amoungest us. hey ashley! early session. david chambers? communisomethingtalk. bbq - ummmmmm - bbq!! jared hall - floating tables? did he say tic? growyourcrowder.com - sasquatch - i mean, david crowder. you are my joy - you are my joy - you are my joy - you are my joyyyyyyy! buster soaries - astonishing faith. pray: use me, inspite of me, through me, beyond me?! semi. 1 - small groups. uh oh - 10 bazillion freebies. 6th street. join us for dinner? dreadlocks? "the black tie affaire." pizza - ummmm. was that guy drunk? wait... 6th street! bald guy - dreadlocks? 100 points a christian - running from 6th street. setting up. front row. new friends. -ern connection. hornguy.com. kendall payne - lyric queen. jared hall - ferret. return of the sasquatch, i mean crowder, yeti? you are my joy - you are my joy - you are my joy - you are my joyyyyyyy! mike pilavachi - "grow disciples through failure" - jesus paradigm. prayer: 1997 revelation "break me." crowder - "i'm alive, i'm alive, i'm alive, i'm alive, i'm alive...you alone..." 8 blocks back. congress st. "hold elevator." video edit master evan. "f" bomb?!? faceplant o.k. - funny.
"hands out the window, floating on air just a flip of the wrist and I am waving goodbye"
Experienced a real "Dashboard" moment on the drive down to Austin today. As Evan pulled up on the upper level of I-35, emotions over ran me as memories returned to the fall of 1997. I could literally feel my heart being broken again.
The story in short: I was engaged. She cheated on me. I asked for the ring. Rolled down the sunroof and flicked the ring right out the window; right there on the upper level of I-35. "So long, so long!"
I explained the story to Evan, in the meantime I was wrestling with a world of emotions I didn't think I had any longer. The feelings of love will always linger but the reality of me being married today "taint no way." As I told my students the other night, "I love my life way too much to have time to share with anyone else but God."
I mean really people, look at the Ed Whipple of today. My life is perfect. Perfectly random but perfectly in love with God and discovering new ways to share that relationship with the world.
Example 1: Evan and I are going to video mug every Youth Worker we run into and ask them "how much do you love Jesus, prove it!?" Top 3 responces will be posted. So stay tuned for tomorrow.
After Dunn's Coffee with Evan M. today I stopped by Wal-mart (yes, that evil corportation) to purchase items for our trip to National Youth Workers Convention. Before my purchasing madstorm of 2 items I stopped by the bathroom. A gentlemen was already reliving himself of morning java. Being the A.D.D. me, I walked up next to him and started taking care of my morning Java. Men being men in the restroom, we looked up only to realize that their was a mirror infront of both of us. Men being men in the restroom, neither one of us said a thing. Ed being Ed, I lost it and started laughing my head off! O.K., new mental note "that long troth in the bathroom is a sink, not a toilet." To all you mom and pop shops that were shut down because of Wal-mart. This one's for you!
Serving God. Youth Pastor-15 Years. I get paid for this? Hobby-Archery. Incredible life. Bluebell Tin Roof Ice cream. Love. Video cam life. Shhhhhhhhhhhh! my brain thinketh. Merging communities. Dinner anyone? Dangit!? Where's my cell phone. Crowdercrazy. Joy. Delicious Bass. Sticker everything. Showers = overrated. Franklin, my dog-woof. Text me! Saved. Reflect, mountains, rest. Peace.
